The Gloryists - Highland Pipers Lyrics

Sithidh Criosd
Sithidh Criosd
Sithidh Criosd

We have laid down our arms
Picked up our broken hearts
Dancing in no man's land
Through the clouds of Mars

Our flags 're all bled
Washed with winter snow
Blazing on the battlefields
In sodden uniforms

Oh, we are pipers and drummers
We're not fighters, we're lovers
We are pipers and drummers

Crossing to the thunder side
Singing to the firing squads
Never will we die for this king
Never will we die, aye

We all left the front
As the General shouted, "Charge!"
Took foe for friend
Filled their bags with wine

Oh, we are free Highlanders
We play the pipes of peace
From Glen Bàs
To Ben Revelry

Oh, we are pipers and drummers
We're not fighters, we're lovers
We are pipers and drummers

Crossing to the thunder side
Singing to the firing squads
Never will we die for this king
Never will we die, aye

We are pipers and drummers
We're not fighters, we're lovers
We are pipers and drummers

Keepers of our brothers' fire
Glowing in their holy eyes
Never will we die in this dream
Never will we die, aye

Tha Criosd air èirigh
Tha Criosd air èirigh
Sithidh Criosda leat
Sithidh Criosd

Tha Criosd air èirigh
Tha Criosd air èirigh
Sithidh Criosda leat
Sithidh Criosd

Go with the Highland Pipers
Go with the Highland Pipers
All the way, all the way, all the way home

Are ye gonna go with the Highland Pipers
Are ye gonna go with the Highland Pipers
All the way, all the way, all the way home

We are pipers and drummers
We're not fighters, we're lovers
We are pipers and drummers
We're not fighters, we're lovers

The peace of Christ
Christ comes
The peace of Christ

Christ is risen
Christ is risen
The peace of Christ be with you
The peace of Christ

Christ is risen
Christ is risen
Christ will walk with you
Christ comes