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 forty 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 in pain and anger 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 Bonnies on the fight again The rising was in vane 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
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