„Beneath the Hollow Hills“ erzählt die Sage der Tuatha Dé Danann, eines göttlichen Volkes, das mit Magie und uralten Schätzen über Irland herrschte. Nach Kriegen und dem Kommen der Menschen verlieren sie ihre Macht nicht durch Niederlage, sondern durch Schicksal. Sie ziehen sich unter die Hügel zurück und bestehen dort weiter – unsichtbar, wachsam und gefährlich nah. Der Song erinnert daran, dass alte Götter nicht verschwinden, sondern warten. _______________________________________________ “Beneath the Hollow Hills” tells the legend of the Tuatha Dé Danann, a divine race who once ruled Ireland through ancient magic and sacred treasures. When humans arrive, their reign ends not by force, but by fate. Retreating beneath the hills, they endure as unseen powers—neither dead nor gone, but waiting. The song suggests the old gods still linger beneath the land. _______________________________________________ Strophe I From northern mist and silver flame They crossed the veil, they spoke no name No oar, no sail, no mortal way They came as dawn before the day Four treasures burned within their hands Old magic bound to older lands Stone that cried for rightful kings Blade that cut through gods and things Strophe II Nuada rose with silver skin A broken king made whole again Lugh the Bright with cunning eyes Held every craft where wisdom lies The Dagda walked with earth and grave One hand to heal, one hand to slay They ruled not throne but time and fate While Ireland’s breath stood wide awake Pre-Chorus Hear the drums in hollow ground Hear the ancient, iron sound What is born of light and fire Must one day fade, must one day tire Refrain I ⚔️ Oh sing their name, though gods must fall 🌿 Tuatha Dé Danann, hear our call 🌫️ They walk no road that mortals see 🍂 Still bound to hill and memory Strophe III They fought the Fomor, dark and deep Where chaos crawls and shadows creep Spell met claw and flame met foam The soil ran red to guard a home Victory rang with hollow tone For every throne is made of bone The land was won, yet dearly paid For gods must bleed as mortals fade Strophe IV Then came the sons of flesh and breath With fragile lives and quiet death No spell they bore, no timeless might Yet fate stood trembling at their side Not by sword the old gods fell But by the turning world itself What cannot die must step aside When humankind begins its stride Refrain II ⚔️ Oh sing their name, though gods must fall 🌿 Tuatha Dé Danann, hear our call 🌫️ Beneath the hills they broke their crown 🍂 To rule the dark where roots go down Bridge Down, down, where the green mounds sleep Where promises and curses keep No bell is rung, no prayer is said For those who walk where time lies dead Bless them not, and thank them never Fair words bind the soul forever Smile too long, or speak too free And you’ll not return the way you be Strophe V They are the hush before the storm The changeless face in shifting form In broken paths and twisted dreams They linger still between the seams A child laughs where none should play A shadow stands at break of day The old blood stirs, the pact holds true They watch us still, as gods once do Strophe VI So tread the fields with careful feet And mind the places worlds may meet For what was lost was not undone It merely stepped away from sun The throne lies cold, the crown lies deep But kings yet wake that do not sleep And when the hills begin to breathe The ancient ones remember thee Refrain III ⚔️ Oh sing their name, though gods must fall 🌿 Tuatha Dé Danann, hear our call 🌫️ Not dead, not gone, but drawn aside 🍂 They wait where earth and shadow bide Outro So sing it low by fire and ale Of silver hands and ageless tale For gods who fade but never flee Still haunt the roots of Éire’s tree
