calgacus we the most distant dwellers upon the earth the last of the free have been shielded by our remoteness and by the obscurity which has shrouded our name beyond us lies no nation nothing but waves and rocks take courage let us prove at the first clash of arms what heroes caledonia has been holding in reserve the roman army is held together by success and will be broken up by disaster a cold wind is blowing from the shore through glens and hills the end is near and nothing will last take the wind and turn it to a blast caledonia unite a cold wind is foreboding war i hear the words which were never carved in stone never given on solid ground just sound i hear the words an ancient spell that will ignite the fire of defiance ascending voices intonate to evoke the demon welcoming the fifth season of the demon i see a line of fires creeping through the land bleeding light into the night for all that was good and glorious for all the ones that were and will be face the incoming flood of men ten for each pike and hand face the enemy 