Mael Mórdha - A Nation In Ruins lyrics

The silver horned stag does traipse the land From oceans to Mac LÍr's sea Scanning the Land with the knowing eyes He sees Her scars and roars loud Echoing the pain She does feel As man does inflict itself on a tired land Her air does reek of noxious ga**es Her hills be pits filled with dead waste Her forests and Her soldiers vanished Her temples once sacred now scarred Cár imigh an t-each? Cén áit na fir? Cé t-ionad lucht bronnta na taisce? Cén t-áithreabh na fleitithe? Conas aoibhneas na bruÍnne a athghabháil? Tá said marbh "The Gael has brought ruin to my sister Only Fódhla and Banbha still stay unscarred By the savage greed has Ériú been battered If She dies Her sisters will fade I have cursed ye in the hope of ye changing I one day hoped to show ye true life I hoped one day to walk as man among ye Instead of hiding in the hills as a stag I ride I grieve for ye Tuatha d'Éireann I grieve for ye my Sisters' who*es Who sell and rape yourselves daily To the highest bidder ye will be sold First boy-child, then gold, now immortality How can I still want to intervene? For one thousand years ye have behaved the harlot k**ing sacred white animals with ears scarlet Now on hills as a sheep in the company of wolves I still do wonder how I can fill the gulf The void that became when you denied your gods You pitiful Irish are now my lost cause"