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19, 20021 viewer51.9K views Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Five hundred years like gelignite Have blown us all to hell What savior rests while on his cross we die Forgotten freedom burns Has the Shepherd led his lambs astray To the bigot and the gun [Chorus] Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies [Verse 2] I watch and stare as Roisin's eyes Turn a darker shade of red And the bullet with this sniper lie In their bloody gutless cell Must we starve on crumbs from long ago Through bars these men made steel Is it a great or little thing we fought Knelt the conscience blessed to kill [Chorus] Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies [Bridge] Ah, but maybe it's the way we were taught Or maybe it's the way we thought But a smile never grins without tears to begin For each kiss is a cry we all lost Though nothing is left to gain But for the banshee that stole the grave Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies [Verse 3] I sit in and dwell on faces past Like memories seem to fade No color left, but black and white And soon we'll all turn grey But may these shadows rise to walk again With lessons truly learnt When the blossom flowers in each our hearts Shall beat a new found flame Must it take a life for hateful eyes To glisten once again Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies [Bridge] Ah, but maybe it's the way we were taught Or maybe it's the way we thought But a smile never grins without tears to begin For each kiss is a cry we all lost Though nothing is left to gain But for the banshee that stole the grave Cause we find ourselves in the same old mess Singin' drunken lullabies [Verse 3] I sit in and dwell on faces past Like memories seem to fade No color left, but black and white And soon we'll all turn grey But may these shadows rise to walk again With lessons truly learnt When the blossom flowers in each our hearts Shall beat a new found flame About Song Bio The whole song seems to be about how people have been fighting for a very long time and they cant stop doing it, which leads to an endless cycle of wars, battles, and conflict, not only in Ireland, although the song was surely written about the Irish conflicts between Catholics and protestants

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