A Belfast Story

Come hold my hand and tell me lies Infuse the hate and woe betide Tooth for a tooth, pluck out their eyes A soldiers duties exercised Let's kill the child, from the inside The spirits of the netherworld Scream loudly to be freed Within this world of politics This cage of hate and greed I'm right you're wrong You're wrong I'm right Whose turn is it to die tonight A bloody ****ing massacres The only end in sight Not for the strong, to sit upon the fence Let's take the hate and killing to their door Self righteousness screams out in our defence Christ knows it's hard to take this anymore The spirits of the netherworld Scream loudly to be freed Within this world of politics This cage of hate and greed I'm right you're wrong You're wrong I'm right Whose turn is it to die tonight A bloody ****ing massacres The only end in sight