Cruachan

I see a battle-A blonde man,
with much blood about his belt,
and a hero-halo 'Round his head,
whole hosts he will destroy.
His jaws are settled in a snarl,
he wears a looped, red tunic,
in thousands you will yield your heads,
his form dragonish in the fray.
A giant on the plain I see,
doing battle with the host,
holding in each of his two hands
four gore ladened battle-axes.
I see him hurling against that host,
Two Gae-bolga and a spear,