Celtic Agression

Tonic

Somebody cried the death of culture



Somebody spit in a little boy's face



Somebody said you robbed my homeland



Somebody got the wrong impression



So we came across the water



From the shores of the isle of green



Speaking separate tongues



In the death of culture



Somebody said you stole my language



Some people will say anything



Somebody said you robbed my heritage



Some people will believe anything



Somebody said you always spoke English



Somebody got the wrong impression



So we came across the water



From the shores of the isle of green



Speaking separate tongues



In the death of culture



It was the death of culture



It was the death of culture



Bhi machree



Ohin trasna na farraige



Bhi machree



Ohin trasna na farraige



So we came across the water



From the shores of the isle of green



So we came across the water



Speaking separate tongues



In the death of culture