Constance Songtext
von Boudicca

Gnarled by words in dimpled flesh
We crawl until there′s nothing left
Pacificism our privilege allows
Will be rejected

Arm our souls
Arm our minds
Against Empire


Éirigh amach
Bheith réamhghníomhach
Trodaí ar son na saoirse
Bhí i gcónaí, beidh i gcónaí
Tiocfaidh ár lá

Arm our souls
Arm our minds
Against Empire

I see you and I hear you
It's a process of transmutation
Breathe in their sásamh
Breathe out their hatred
Breathe in their callousness
Breathe out their hatred