I'm just living down a cybernetic shıte-pipe of lost souls.


"We have no ammunition,
Or no armoured cars to show,
But we're ready to defend ourselves,
No matter where we go,
We're out for our Republic,
And to hell with your Free State,
We're the fighting Third Battalion,
Of the Belfast Brigade."

"The sea, oh the sea, is the grá geal mo chroí
Long may it stay between England me
It's a sure guarantee that some hour we'll be free
Oh thank God we're surrounded by water"

"Split that between ye, ye swine!"