Travail's turn brang me tae many a place
An' all this wimplen' way
Yont the lee lang nicht
Oh I mind on the days lang begane
Sae the mindin' in yer heid
Unrowes afore yer een
Frae hours o' sweet yestreen
Aye the ember deid in monie a heid
Fare ye well I'm pertin away
Aye the wind blaws our weird
Right amang yer staur
Yer een ance glancin'
Are noo doolfu' and tired
O' the wanderin' hours
I say farewell tae the warld
Mind me weel
I say farewell tae the warld
Aye, it's lane an' cauld
| 1 | The IXth Legion |
| 2 | Balor |
| 3 | Feats Of War |
| 4 | Stone Of The Seven Suns |
| 5 | March Of Conquest |
| 6 | Isle Of Skye |
| 7 | Forth-Clyde |
| 8 | Dowth 2059 |
| 9 | Gathered In Fear |
| 10 | Highland Hills |