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[Nuada's soul takes its trip to space and time. His spirit is almost on the other side. Dian Cencht, the healer and the Druids try to help and heal their beloved king, with their spirit. The magic "CLAIMH SOLAIS" is back in his arm, and his arm in his shoulder, an arm that shines, a "SILVER ARM". Nuada is the real king he is the one that comes in harmony with mother earth and the great goddess regains her pride and honor. Nuada the king the new horned god can bring peace to his people.] I hear the chant of three spells War witches ease my pain The sword of light will lead the way Eyes cold and cruel I am dreaming Far out of space and time The Mochin' word shaking my mind I am in trance Three days and nights in secret pain A great palace on the hill... Helpless and bathed in starlight I am like a little child Another part of me is dead and gone The elements assemble A mixture out of sand The cloak of starlight fades away Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht Soil of Eireann I grasp once again I am he of the silver arm Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht Soil of Eireann I grasp once again I am he of the silver arm Letras de canciones Sword of light shall guide me through the dark Long is my journey to the other world I return now in painful everlasting I am he of the silver arm Men of Eireann speak of Nuada Airged L'amh for days and nights I hung close I am the son of the Sun He of the silver arm My name is carved forever Battle cry echoed across the hills Spells of three witches Bad's prayer to Dian-Cecht Tuan my companion Shared and awaited my pain L'amh, L'Aidir, Abu cried to the echoing hills Grateful to the sunrise Rode the high gold of the clouds Call, call of Danu, call of Danu, call of Danu hear the calling of... [x4] Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht Soil of Eireann I grasp once again I am he of the silver arm Master of healing I praise Dian-Cecht Soil of Eireann I grasp once again I am he of the silver arm I am he of the silver arm From Letras Mania