Rape Of The Gael

Tommy Makem

Beyond the Aran Islands, ghosts of the long forgotten heroes

Come thundering down the starry velvet sky

They scream their wild frustrations to the endless listening spaces

And the stormy ocean breakers rolling by


And the poet sadly sings his song of bitter lamentation

And the warrior hosts take up the bitter wail

It echoes down the misty halls of countless generations

They mourn the ceaseless raping of the Gael

The mighty hordes are bowed with grief to see the devastation

The glory is all gone they had of old

A noble race betrayed, who once were valiant true and faithful

To whet a stranger's lust for power and gold


Now evil men with evil ways set brother against brother

And foster hatred all across the land

They don't care who the victims are as long as they have power

To profit from their helpless fellow man


The druids in their wisdom speak to men who would do evil

"What happened to the power of ancient Rome?

When men of honour once again walk hand in hand with justice

The evil you do now will come back home"