Whence will come the great Emyr, the powerful King, the King of nations, the King of the Aederfolk, the King of the two tribes, the pious ruler, the worshipper of the great gods. The architect of great works, the noble hero, the strong warrior, the first King, the great punisher of unbelievers who are breakers of the holy decrees. Ard Feainn the great lord, will give unto him the throne of this world.
Over all dwellers in every place he shall exalt his warlike arms. From the upper sea of the setting sun to the lower sea of the rising sun, all the chief men will he force to bow down as his slaves. And the Kings, who were heretics, will flee from his attacks. Flown from their towns like frightened birds. Scattered singly to places of safety.