A Wind of hatred is blowing across the Field I am the Voice of the Clans The Leader of the Highlands And we have come here for Blood and Victory Before my Army I speak the great Words of War: Brothers, they may take our Lives But they'll never take away our Freedom Scotland! I hear you call my Name, Now as we ride towards our Aim England! I damn you as I cry: Pay for the Blood on the Highlands and die! You took my Father's Life You raped and killed my Wife In God's Name I swear I'll get my Revenge The great Rebellion I bring Will slay you and your foul King I am the Legend, the Brave, the Proud, your Fate The last Words are spoken, Now hear them roar in the Wind: Brothers, they may take our Lives But they'll never take away our Freedom Scotland! I hear you call my Name, Now as we ride towards our Aim England! I damn you as I cry: Pay for the Blood on the Highlands and die! Freedom! We may lose the Battle We may lose some Men But still we have showed the World That no one can take away our Freedom Scotland! I hear you call my Name, Now as we ride towards our Aim England! I damn you as I cry: Pay for the Blood on the Highlands and die!