Hirta (Scottish Gaelic: Hiort) is the largest island in the St Kilda archipelago, on the western edge of Scotland. The names "Hiort" (in Scottish Gaelic) and "Hirta" (historically in English) have also been applied to the entire archipelago.
The island measures 3.4 kilometres (2.11 mi) from east to west, and 3.3 kilometres (2.05 mi) from north to south. It has an area of 6.285 square kilometres (2.427 sq mi) and about 15 km (9.3 mi) of coastline. The only real landing place is in the shelter of Village Bay on the southeast side of the island. The island slopes gently down to the sea at Glen Bay (at the western end of the north coast), but the rocks go straight into the sea at a shallow angle and landing here is not easy if there is any swell at all. Apart from these two places, the cliffs rise sheer out of deep water. However, sea kayakers can also land for a break on a small boulder beach backed by cliffs in the north of the island, just before the northeast side where the highest summit in the island, Conachair, forms a precipice 430 m high (1,410 ft). St Kilda is probably the core of a Tertiary volcano, but, besides volcanic rocks, it contains hills of sandstone in which the stratification is distinct.
Hirta may refer to:
Lie to me say you were wrong
Like you have too many times
And I'll believe it's not my fault
Like i have too much time
So hear me now boy
Stay alive 'cause that's the way it should go
Would your maker have opened your eyes
If he'd preferred them closed?
To feel the weight of summers lost
I'd love to have you here
And all the times we've ever crossed
It was just to keep you here
To try to be something you are not
Like i have for you and promised too
I know we'll get through this and won't
Let you do it, so stop!
And make believe that i'm not wrong
'cause if i was
We'd all be gone!
Nights without end seem to bleed into days
Try to forget that it turned out this way
I wear the mark of the permanent stain
Not accidentally, i cursed god's good name
I am still mortified yet believed in a way
That when my days are done
We'll be in the same plane
With winters mean brimstone i set sail for Euphrates
All I can say is it's a god damned shame
Just to feel the pain of summer's loss i'd love to have new years
And all the times i've missed my loss
It's just to keep you
Just to keep you