Oh Ireland i have seen your beauty
I have seen your hatred too
I have heard the songs of rebellion
The war of words,the words of death.
You remember Pearce,Connolly and Mcbride
You forget the children who have died
Died because of your ignorance
Died,because of you,the people
Who stand and watch,then turn away
When will you learn that no-one wins
In the game of war and hate
But everybody loses
For you, is it too late ??