If you are currently aware of the political situation in Northern Ireland, this will make sense to you. If not, you should fill that gap in your education as soon as possible.

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I stand here, surrounded
While the sun is revealing
God how I hate this
Blindfold concealing!

My eyes may be covered
But yet still I see
Your head in your hands
Crying for me

My ears may be ringing
But yet still I hear
The death march resounding
Each note it's own fear

But yet I draw strength
From the ground underneath
My country, it seems
Attempts comforting me

In a short, sweet time
My body will lay
With my hat at my feet
And it's ribbon - IRA

Treason, they say
Is the cause of my pain
But we both know there's only
The crown to blame

So, cry my dear wife
Cry tears for me
Knowing that I died
To make Ireland free

An order goes out
A harsh, grating tone
The rifles are cocked
But I smile so you know...

I think of my country
I feel ready to die
And go from rebel to martyr
In the blink of an eye

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