And the tyrants did reach the Vedrafjord
Where the very earth did wail from the treachery
Sang by the soil, soaked through at Dún Domhnaill
Breaching the walls the vermin did enter
Women and children and men they were butchered
The streets ran with blood
The corpses piled high
The mountain of dead rose to the sky

Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did man the walls
Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did fight and fall
As attack, attack, attack did the Grey ones mount
Pulling down the walls
Did they then sack and slaughter all

Raghnall's Tower was last to fall
Long alter the slaughter at the wall
Ua Faoileán, two Sitrics, the Norse Lord Raghnall
Faught and repelled them time and again
'Till finally wearied and covered in blood
They succumbed to the butchers
Two Sitrics beheaded
The others though Mac Murchadha did save
Though the Norman butchers did want them to the grave

Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did man the walls
Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did fight and fall
As attack, attack, attack did the Grey ones mount
The city in ruins
Did they then sack and slaughter all

And so amidst the piles of rotting corpses
Were Aoife and Richard de Clare wed
'Neath the August sun of 1170
Was the treachery complete amidst the bodies of the dead

Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did man the walls
Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did fight and fall
As attack, attack, attack did the Grey ones mount
Pulling down the walls
Did they then...
Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did man the walls
Gaedhel and Gall Dubh did fight and fall
As attack, attack, attack did the Grey ones mount
The city in ruins
Did they then sack and slaughter all