Lyrics:

(Spoken)
out Of The Mists Of Time It Comes
older Than The Oldest Rhyme It Comes
coursing Through Our Veins It Comes
pulsing In Our Brains It Comes
crashing Like A Thunder Roll
echoing In Our Very Soul
listen For It As It Comes
the Pure, Unbridled Sound Of Drums
(Spoken End)

hear Our Hymn From The Heartland
hear Our Prayer
steer Us Through Stormy Waters
lead Us There...

when The Storm Is Raging
and Thunder Rolls
deliver Us From The Ocean
save Our Souls

(Irish Gaelic Chorus)
a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)
a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)

when The Winds Are Howling
vigil Keep
shelter Us And Save Us
from The Deep

(Irish Gaelic Chorus)
a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)
a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)

thank You, Lord, You Have Brought Us
safe To Shore
be Our Strength And Protection
ever More

(Irish Gaelic Chorus)
a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)
a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)

(Irish Gaelic Bridge)
dean Troicara (Have Mercy)
dean Troicara (Have Mercy)
a Thiarna (Lord)

a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)
a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)

a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)
a Thiarna, Déan Trócaire (Lord Have Mercy)
a Chríost, Déan Trócaire (Christ Have Mercy)