Raven Drakensong's blog

*note modified version of Enter The Haggis' song*

Marti was a fightin' manWhose story should be toldHe was a son of circumstanceHe couldn't quite controlHis father gave him wooden swordsAnd toy short spearsHad him marching up and downLike he was on paradeMarti was a fightin' boyHis parents made it clearMilitary college was his homeFor seven yearsThey'd make a soldier out of himNo matter what the priceHe said he was a pacifistThey called it cowardiceCHORUS:All I ever wanted to be wasLeft alone to live in peaceBut nobody would ever listen to meThey forced a sword into my hands andTold me what to do with itNobody would ever listen to meMarti was a fightin' manOn graduation daySplendid in his uniformHe smartly marched awayAnd when the call to action cameIn battle he did riseDodging blood and arrows andIndoctrinated livesMarti was a fightin' manThe enemy was sureBoth had drawn their BladesAnd after that it was a blurMarti was the faster drawBut purposely swung widePeace to you my friendWas all he said before he diedWhat is this world we've left ourSons and daughters nowSo full of hatred painHipocrisy and powerWe would not listenWhen they told us how they feltAnd so by God I hopw we're happy nowMarti was a fightin' manThe eulogy was readServed his country wellA brave young man is what they saidWhat is this world we've left ourSons and daughters nowSo full of hatred painHipocrisy and powerIt's time we listenTo the things they have to sayBy God I hope it'sNot too late to change

((note all of the songs are not original, i have adapted several of them for my own protection, more to come :) )) 

 PATRIOT GAME

Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing, For the love of one's country is a terrible thing. It banishes fear with the speed of a flame, And it makes us all part of the patriot game.

My name is O'Hanlon, and I've just turned sixteen. My home is in Monaghan, and where I was weaned I learned all my life cruel England's to blame, So now I am part of the patriot game.