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ciaran murphy - traitor on the alter lyrics

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(not content in stealing your savings, they’ll be nationalising the twelve apostles next. and all those who partic-p-te in such crimes are guilty of the gravest sins and may not be absolved in confession, nor admitted to holy communion!)

well, we sheltered them from penal laws
we kept them in our homes
we kept them saw from british jaws
we kept our faith in rome
we wouldn’t touch the planters
soon we watched their bellies swell
and anyway, they said we’d burn in h-ll

we followed in the [?] when the priests was on their heads
when the english offered ransoms
we’d rather end up dead
we saw them as a shepherd
and we’d be a faithful flock
if only we’d fast-forwarded the clock

[chorus]
they sold us out for power
and they watched our blood get spilt
the english broke our bodies
but they crippled us with guilt
around the world they lectured us
on morals, s-x and dollars
but they let our children suffer
at the hands of priests in collars
they let our children suffer
at the hands of priests in collars

well, saint patrick brought the irish church
to teach us love and truth
but the gates of h-ll were opened
when the brits set up maynooth
who needs a thousand redcoats
to keep a town in line
when a priest’ll do the job in half the time

they taught us first in latin
so we couldn’t understand
the beauty of the scriptures
and the power in their hands
said everyone, the clergy
is a servant of the crown
pay our taxes, shut up
and then kneel down

[chorus]
they sold us out for power
and they watched our blood get spilt
the english broke our bodies
but they crippled us with guilt
around the world they lectured us
on morals, s-x and dollars
but they let our children suffer
at the hands of priests in collars
they let our children suffer
at the hands of priests in collars

and there was no age of reason
in the dark industrial schools
taught children to be cannon-fodder
factory-swill and fools
but the lucky ones with parents
got to go home when they praaayed
for the devil hung around for those who stayed
the devil hung around for those who stayed

and the endless names of victims
oh, it blows away the veil
the suffering little children cried
to mary of the gael
but a pervert on the alter
he controlled the people’s minds
and he left the blessed virgin well behind

the endless names of victims
oh, it blows away the veil
the suffering little children cried
to mary of the gael
but a pervert on the alter
he controlled the people’s minds
and he left the blessed virgin well behind

[chorus]
they sold us out for power
and they watched our blood get spilt
the english broke our bodies
but they crippled us with guilt
around the world they lectured us
on morals, s-x and dollars
but they let our children suffer
at the hands of priests in collars
they let our children suffer
at the hands of priests in collars

so god’s curse upon you, england
and your allies in maynooth
they’ve sold us out to follow you
they’ve turned their back on truth
and their hatred for our people
be it straps or catholic priests
and we sacrificed our children to their beasts

[chorus]
they sold us out for power
and they watched our blood get spilt
the english broke our bodies
but they crippled us with guilt
around the world they lectured us
on morals, s-x and dollars
but they let our children suffer
at the hands of priests in collars
they let our children suffer
at the hands of priests in collars

- ciaran murphy lyrics

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