1. THE VISION OF BLIND HARRY

Of our ancestors, brave true ancient Scots,
Whose glorious shields knew no bars no blots;
But blood untained circled every vein,
And every thing ignoble did disdain.

In the fifteenth century a poet was born,
He could never see the light from outside his eyes,
All he needed was his mind and a convincing heart.

Of such illustrations patriots and bold,
Who stoutly did maintain our rights of old,
Who their malicious, and inveterate foes.
With sword in hand, did gallantly oppose.

Blind Harry! Your vision has inspired many people
Blind Harry! Pioneer of this deep heart feeling

Immortal are your writings,
Still encouraging a nation.
Noble man still alive,
The country is saluting you.

Blind Harry! Your vision has inspired many people
Blind Harry! Pioneer of this deep heart feeling
Blind Harry! Immortal are your writings
Blind Harry! Still encouraging a nation


2. PRAYING IS NOTHING

Today I am going to talk about
A certain way of life which I can't understand.
I don't know why you waste your time
Trying to save your arse when the night has already come

You must know we don't want to listen
So leave us alone.
Praying is nothing, open your eyes,
Don't be a slave of dying.

Speak for speaking, that's not my style.
If I tell you something, I'm sure of that.
I don't need proofs, it's all at sight,
If you can't see that, so you're blind.

You must know we don't want to listen
So leave us alone.
Praying is nothing, open your eyes,
Don't be a slave of dying.

You must know we don't want to listen
So leave us alone.
Praying is nothing, open your eyes,
Don't be a slave of dying.

You accuse me of heresy, and I'm proud of that,
At least I enjoy life as if I could fly.
It's something that you must learn instead of so much talk,
What for you want to live bothering human kind?

You must know we don't want to listen
So leave us alone.
Praying is nothing, open your eyes,
Don't be a slave of dying.