sacred land

Deep Purple

I pished into the mist and saw two gnarled and craggy men
They were battle scarred and weary
they ll never fight again
Once raw and bitter enemies
these fearsome Highland lords
They ve done with all the feuding, and put away their swords

A holy stone on sacred land
A legend in the glen of Creag an Tuirc

They placed their weapons on the ground
set them softly in the moss
One upon the other, chipped and laid across
The futile bloody memories of all o that and more
Those brave and ancient clansmen
had done with making war

A holy stone on sacred land
Buried in the glen of Creag an Tuirc

In the day, it was man to man
Eye to eye and hand to hand
Die with honour or live with heart
Every man stood up to play his part

A skirling whiff of danger brought
a glint into their eyes
Marauders and intruders
the old men slowly rise
With claymores at the ready, they ll no be having that
Once again they will be fighting, but now it s back-to-back

A holy stone on sacred land
Forever in the glen of Creag an Tuirc