Luyện nghe bài hát Bael Na Mblath (Mouth Of Flowers)

moonlight shines the
of men stretched by
their
by british crown suffer so,
swinging in the air
of terror follow
centuries of
the red ride the
countryside bringing rule
bury sons and
daughters, into irish they rot

in the realm of stars,
patriots do
patrick sheds a tear for
martyrs who die
red gleam, white lips twitch,
the devil a smile nearby
fog corpses at night,
and dusk safe escape
slaves of wind from land
drive angels from their
a pilgrimage of stars leads
to own gates

by demons' shadows,
our isn't safe
the bitter friend to those
with in their souls
will not make amends,
for bloodshed is
as coffins line streets the
bastards still o'er
no savior to aid the saints
the funerals proceed
black mark the end of
rule, of english law

the queen has shut her to
the torment of man
the queen have a pauper's
grave for stealing land
rise up from the mist
and appear on easter
from the sea the arise
and to the castle storm
mary full of grace,
rebel hearts won today
heaven's doors swing open
as terrorists enter