Poetic-Verses
Colors of Death
The Colors of Death September 11, 2012
They wear the colors of death as they march in Ireland with hate in pride
The Irish have seen the Black Watch with feelings they sadly hide
A Celtic nations shame, you disgraced our country, Cromwell is alive again
Remember Cork and Drogheda town, Remember Irelands pain
They fought the battles for England then slipped away in shame
Who cares about a Paddy or a Black, it makes for good barracks crack
If you kill a Paddy or a Black, Pin a shamrock or Gollywog on the barracks door
You English Scotties, you wore the colors of death, did Wallace die in vain?
Colonial England would kill you and me for freedom's cause
Attacks on Ireland, wherever it comes, invasions of my land
I watched as they marched on the streets of my mother
Triumphant with glory to kill a human, they've just killed another
The killers who came with their colors of death, the deadly Black Watch kilt
They killed the leaders of our future; they will face an Irish gun
Revenge is coming from Ireland; you killed my mother's son
They wear the colors of death as they march in Ireland with hate in pride
The Irish have seen the Black Watch with feelings they sadly hide
If you see the dress of hate being worn when Ireland was attacked
Do they know about Irelands pain, do they respect our Celtic nation?
They wear the colors of death as they march in Ireland with hate in pride
The Irish have seen the Black Watch with feelings they sadly hide
Gerrard McGeachy
They wear the colors of death as they march in Ireland with hate in pride
The Irish have seen the Black Watch with feelings they sadly hide
A Celtic nations shame, you disgraced our country, Cromwell is alive again
Remember Cork and Drogheda town, Remember Irelands pain
They fought the battles for England then slipped away in shame
Who cares about a Paddy or a Black, it makes for good barracks crack
If you kill a Paddy or a Black, Pin a shamrock or Gollywog on the barracks door
You English Scotties, you wore the colors of death, did Wallace die in vain?
Colonial England would kill you and me for freedom's cause
Attacks on Ireland, wherever it comes, invasions of my land
I watched as they marched on the streets of my mother
Triumphant with glory to kill a human, they've just killed another
The killers who came with their colors of death, the deadly Black Watch kilt
They killed the leaders of our future; they will face an Irish gun
Revenge is coming from Ireland; you killed my mother's son
They wear the colors of death as they march in Ireland with hate in pride
The Irish have seen the Black Watch with feelings they sadly hide
If you see the dress of hate being worn when Ireland was attacked
Do they know about Irelands pain, do they respect our Celtic nation?
They wear the colors of death as they march in Ireland with hate in pride
The Irish have seen the Black Watch with feelings they sadly hide
Gerrard McGeachy
