I walk alone through burning towns
My sword is in my hand
But the battle has been lost
And there is nothing to defend
At Culloden in seventeen fourty six
Scotlands fate was sealed
We wrote a bloody history
Wounds that never healed
Fight for death or glory
Fight at culloden muir
Die in pain and anger
Die at culloden muir
I still see Gillis MacBean
Standing wounded from the fight
Back to the wall he fought
And thirteen Redcoats died
But the Clans were beaten and destroyed
Their wives are raped in shame
Prince Bonnie's on the flight again
The rising was in vain
Fight for death or glory
Fight at culloden muir
Die in pain and anger
Die at culloden muir
We were a people free and brave
Heroes stood tall
But history is merciless
Now we are to doomed to fall
The battle of culloden
The end of Scotland
Fight for death or glory
Fight at culloden muir
Die in pain and anger
Die at culloden muir
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