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Last roads

, oh know, just that, nowhere, this one brings me back. Where do these last roads begin and end, in our minds. Are we forever traveling down last roads as we imagine only for them to have no beginning or

, oh know, just that, nowhere, this one brings me back. Where do these last roads begin and end, in our minds. Are we forever traveling down last roads as we imagine only for them to have no beginning or

Out there



Halfpenny moment

28-06-1914

3 foot ruler

ABANDONED

About Tomorrow

ABSURB

Acceptance

ACCESSORY

ACROSS THE LINE

ADVERSITY OF VANITY

AIMLESS

ALTERNATIVE BELFAST

AMERICAN DIPLOMACY

AND ALL THAT THERE

AND NOW....A WORD FROM BRIAN

ANGELS

ANGELS CARING

ANGELS FALLING

ANNOYING SUCKER

ANYONE

AN INOFFENSIVE MAN

ART OF LIFE

ASKING A QUESTION

ASSUMPTION

AS WE CHOOSE

ATOMIC NUMBER (6}

ATTEN--SHUN

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Loyalists
 
Thugs running around proclaiming we are the people.
Threatening the people not to come into the town
After all our flag was taken down and we’re loyalists.
our flag, our town, even though you might not agree.
 
We are the people. Cried from empty shop doorways.
This is our town and we’ll destroy it, as we did once before.
Remember the U.W.C strike, every business stopped, all the
people subjected to our rule. WE are right and we shall fight.
 
The duty of our elected councilors is to put our flag back atop
the city hall, that’s were it belongs, in the heart of loyalists thugs
An alliance of twisted people who don’t, cannot think as we do.
We the loyal people will kill you, show you’ all how right we are.
 
Flag protocol, what was that a scheme though up to appease.
Today we the loyalist say, there’s no protocol that we shan’t destroy.
Give us back our Norn Iron; Peace has reigned for to long.
We need to kill to show you, that it’s time for us to part.
 
Tear down Stormont, kick it into touch, cannot allow the majority
of voters to think in their small minds, that the way forwards is equality.
Not without our flag hanging limply atop the City hall after all we are
the loyalist people of the north. This is our home only the loyalists belong.
 





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