Primordial - The Coffin Ships lyrics

rate me

young hearts born with grief

shall pay the penalty of truth

a season of stolen youth

shall teach old heats to break

it feels like I've been here before

here to where the animals lay down to die

so we stood alone on a distant shore

our broken spirits in rags and tatters

nerve and muscle, heart and brain

lost to Ireland, lost in vain

pause and you can almost hear

the sound echo down through the ages

the creak of the burial cart

here in humiliation and sorrow

not mixed with indignation

one is driven to exclaim

oh god, that bread should be so dear

and human flesh so cheap

young hearts are born with such grief

we have paied the penalty of truth

a season of our stolen youth

shall teach our hearts to break