Crimson Spectre – The Ghosts Of Long Kesh lyrics

All the workers stood in silence
at the thought of a man who died
we heard the news this morning
and down the tools by our side
We marched in silent anger
We made our last protest
as the final hunger striker
of Long Kesh met his death
The ghosts of ten brave men haunt Long Kesh Prison tonight.
Their gaunt features tell the tale
of 800 years beyond the Pale.
Emaciated figures tell the story
of British imperialism in all its glory.
Men who died as they lived,
men that Maggie Thatcher killed,
imperialism killed.
Our day will come.
Our greatest revenge will be the laughter of our children.
Tiochfadh Ar La