And the heavens opened and it lashed down.
Rivers of filth, syringes and broken hearts littered the gutters of the central business district.
Bodies lined the roads immobile waiting for the flood, saying nothing at all just watching and waiting, breathing and touching no one. Not a wor

Fall away from the ground, from the land you have known all of your days. A new world haze, as the tears fall & land in this foreign place, far from home. Far from all that you've loved & have ever known. Dispossessed calling. This culture is burning. They don't want you to think now; th

what makes a man fight for his rights? Here they come to try & take away his life. For each one that fall another will rise, with truth in their heart & fire in their eyes. All the people now, this boat is rocking & they feel the pressure, all the people rising up.
What makes a

Táimíd caílte. Cá bhfuil ár ndochas? D'imigh sé uainn.
Cá bfhuil an misnéar? Tá sé ag teacht lena laimh trí thine ag glaoch orainn. Seo é ár grioch. Tá ísle brí ar an domhain. An domhain ceathrá. Is amadáin a bhí ionann.
Ag diál ar gcioch an striapaigh nimhiáil. Ag eisteacht leis na gu

An t-éan bán ag eitilt gan stró as do bhéal. Agus mise I mo sheasamh faoi do sholas géar. Na síoda ag titim barr do theanga. Níl mé abalalta na focail ceart a rá leat.
Ba mhaith liom na sléibhte is airde a dhreapadh agus na focail a bhéicil amach os cionn na scamaill is airde.
Nior fag

Umbrellas and crows fill the grey.
Pock marked procession thru the sleet as the howl of a lonely bell misbehaves In the drunken silence.
Polished black shoes singing on gravel.
Albino leaves sweep thru the air falling in half time so as not to interrupt the silent shuffle. Black c

Opens his hand, reads his name, grabs the bottle & swallows again. Thinks of the wife he's left behind, touches the photo & closes his eyes. Thinks of the time where he walked from the street. Under the light & killed a man dead. A chroí dearg, stad do bhualadh, tá mé gan dóchas (my

I walk for hours amongst the crowds & watch their silent passing; I picked your photos up today.
I talked for hours amongst the dead & searched the half-life places but your still not here with me. I loved you more than I could ever breathe. I miss you more with every day.
Insi

No one knows our names, lying in this grave unmarked, with no name. Found you lying down by the roadside, half ways melted into the ground. Down into the ground.
Come & lay me down beside you here in this ground, with five thousand more. One fifty passed & the hunger is gone now the

Postmortem done zip you up and throw you down into a hole. Dark and cold fill you with the ashes of all those you've burned. Let loose the maggots to feed on th sickness that you installed. To feed on your flesh,
the only way you'll be absolved. By a process of degradation. We'll laugh whil

Like a swan who's lover has been shot in the chest and is lying down broken and lifeless, speaking the last words of a life decayed. Counting down numbers of a life betrayed. And all of the people are gathered around to listen to the beautiful sounds coming out of the bodies swinging in the cool

Mo leannan (my loved one) this soul isn't all right & these ones they'll watch you mourning & this place isn't allright & these ones they'll watch you drowning.
They say you are the next year's soul.
They say you are the truth in disguise. An oíche (the night), need you. An

Take my hand, we'll fly across this land, leave it all below. Soar above lights below. Take my hand we'll leave this dying place where all the rivers run red.
Suddenly we escape. We'll rise above the clouds. Were never coming down. We'll soar above these lights below.
We'll rise into t

Don't leave me, I'm bleeding all over this linoleum floor. I'm still in disbelief. I'm drowning between the clear and blackening. From morning until night i'm losing sight of all the beautiful things. There's nothing here for me without you right here beside me. Why did you go,
did you leav

No compromising with your life, there is only one who writes the ending & the script to the Rí Rá (uproar). Uprising, you listen to know one but yourself.
Utilizing, you take each second by the throat. Now we rise over them all. Over words that say your no one. Take each day & live

Who would have thought that I'd lay here caught on the burning line. Higher still, I tumble down.
Taste your breath while falling from your paradise. Betrayer wrapped in truths disguise.
Thoughts of strength and painted scenes of perfect lives all of them come crumbling down. With each

Your borders are bloody mirages that expand and contract
at the will of the blade drawn across the back of a people in shadow. We are on the ropes.
Tasting the blood in our mouths, mixing with what little hope we have left as it slides down our throats constricted by hands of avarice, s

So many call here on their way down below & I'll be here burning till the end of time. Thoughts of the falling burn from the ceiling to wall & I'll be here waiting till the end of time. And nothing here is safe & nothing here is sacred & the thing you care for most will crawl awa

Early one morning as I went walking down by the filthy canal one hundred skull angels came crashing around me, their wings all set to flames, crying out for sanctuary from all that they had seen.
I said how can I help you myself, I've been burning here for 35 years? Walk on, soul's gone, sa

They say true understanding only comes when you're alone. Well here you'll find me standing lacerated to the bone. I'm lacerated to the bone. I never learn from my mistakes. I should have kept my distance, should have left well enough alone, now I watch you feed me the last remnants of my soul.