The Mother

They've come to take my son
They've come to take his brother
The death bell has been rung
In the shadow of the mother

The serpent of the east
Has poisoned and corrupted
In the belly of the beast
A terrible beauty has erupted

Bullets fly
And heroes die
Smoke subsides
Who's left standing alone?
The Mother

In curious unrest
Is how I still do view them
In glorious protest
Bloodied by the heathen

Bullets fly
And heroes die
Smoke subsides
Who's left standing alone?
The Mother



Credits
Writer(s): Fiach Moriarty
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