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Music video by Marc Butler

Lyrics:
Seeds of insurrection, a line we knew we had to cross.
Incendiary elements, fuelled by independent thought.
Back & forth, soldiers patrolling until the crack of dawn,
martial law, just another chapter in the art of war.
At the stroke of ten, we move closer to edge,
a tale that never ends, retribution and revenge.
Another son laid to rest, another mothers regret
and that Sunday last month was the bloodiest yet. Never suppress!

Clandestine movements riddling your chest.
From the pockets of resistance, guerrillas in the west.
While the flag of the oppressor floated high in the city
the occupation of a nation with the littlest pity.
There was terror in the town that could devour a coward.
This is the hour, time to strike at the imperial power
'cos there was panic in the barracks when the shots rang out
and paranoia on the streets when the sun went down.


Lest we forget - the streets were red with the enemies!
Lest we forget - the lessons learned in our memories!
Lest we forget - that you can never keep a people down
at ground level, they'll reform, rebound!
Lest we forget - if you contested your territory!
Lest we forget - then you were sent to the cemetery!
Lest we forget - that you can never keep a people down
at ground level, they'll reform, reload, rebound!


Rumours of troops on the move with intent
spread like the smell of smoke, choking the hope from your throat.
Resistance is in our tradition
and I share the same vision as my countrymen in prison
languishing. The malicious and vicious militia, villains
and criminals, ripping women and children from each building.
...on a mission, they could never see the enemy winning.
Ready and willing to kill for the kings shilling.

Screams echoing and by the last peal of the bell.
All the drunk hoards of hell fell from the citadel.
If you're harbouring a fugitive, stay safe and stay down.
Tales of death squads throwing a raid on the safe house.
You'll be shown no mercy from the mercenaries, 'no way!'
Make a break and try escape this purgatory one day.
The occupiers rage fuels the hunger for change
with the city up in fire and the consciousness inflamed.


Lest we forget - the streets were red with the enemies!
Lest we forget - the lessons learned in our memories!
Lest we forget - that you can never keep a people down
at ground level, they'll reform, rebound!
Lest we forget - if you contested your territory!
Lest we forget - then you were sent to the cemetery!
Lest we forget - that you can never keep a people down
at ground level, they'll reform, reload, rebound!


Without shame or apology waging war on authority,
for the robbery of equality from the majority.
Men in squalid solitary cells held passionate court
and passed on after a fast of last resort.
And their last thoughts were of peace coming closer and wiser
dying for the cause, not for king or for Kaiser.
The people of conviction weathering the winter.
Sometimes the victims will live to be the victors.

Twist words, spin lies, all we want is the truth!
How we fought in Macroom was the salt in the wound.
From the morgue to the tomb, loyal to my platoon.
In a room with no roof staring up at the moon.
We live in hope, how could you understand?
Democracy grants what the monarchy can't.
I heard turn the other cheek was the gospel in mass.
We've got the flag at half mast for all the brothers that passed.


Lest we forget - the streets were red with the enemies!
Lest we forget - the lessons learned in our memories!
Lest we forget - that you can never keep a people down
at ground level, they'll reform, rebound!
Lest we forget - if you contested your territory!
Lest we forget - then you were sent to the cemetery!
Lest we forget - that you can never keep a people down
at ground level, they'll reform, reload, rebound!

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