The Coffin Ships Lyrics - The Gathering Wilderness - Primordial

Our young hearts are born with grief 

And we have paid the penalty of truth 

A season, of our stolen youth 

Shall teach old hearts to break 

It feels like I've been here before 

Here, where the animals lay down to die 

So we stand, alone on a distant store 

Our broken spirits in rags and tatters 

Our broken spirits and rags in tatters 

With knot and muscle and heart and brain 

They are lost to Ireland, they are lost in vain 

So you pause, and you can, almost hear 

The sounds, they echo down through the ages 

The creak, of the burial cart 

Hear the humiliation and sorrow 

Mouth fixed with indignation 

So one is driven to enslave? 

Oh god that friends should be so dear 

And human flesh so cheap 

Our young hearts are born with such grief 

And we have paid the penalty of truth 

The season, of our stolen youth 

Shall teach old hearts to break 

It feels like I've been here before 

Here, where the animals lay down to die 

So we stood, alone on a distant shore 

Broken spirits, in rags and tatters 

Our broken spirits and rags in tatters