Ghosts of Inisheer Lyrics

As I walk at eventide

Glowing lamp in hand to guide

Upon the hill, a lifeless tower

Hopelessness, its final hour

Heavy hands and weighted feet

Haunting chill around me greets

Through the ruins of ancient stones

Treading grounds of buried bones

The wind braves through the trees

Their arms shake to their leaves

The cries of the air

No way to save their prayers

And time would pass in fear

For the ghosts of Inisheer

At the tower's deathly height

Roams a figure pale and white

Standing watch he spies the masts:

Floating phantoms of the past.

The hostile ships land on the shore

He cries out, "Our brothers, oh!

They have come to bury us

Take our tower; we'll burn to dust."

Who storms the stronghold there

but dark assassins of the air

A forever hallowed tomb

The flames seal their doom

The waves engulf the tears

Of the ghosts of Inisheer

Sleep, now

May peace be on your brow

Do not fear

For heaven is near

Glide so

Unshackle your woes

Let serenity

Take hold like the sea

At the calling of the dawn

The seven sisters' bells do call

To banish spirits of the night

And the terror takes its flight