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Rise of the Irish 1 by cscd

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Rise of the Irish 1

Folk Rock,male vocals

0:003:17
Lyrics
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(Intro - Irish Pipes with a gritty, intense beat)
[Verse 1]
From the fields of Éire to the dark city streets,
The boots hit the ground, hear the rebel heart beats,
IRA standin’ for the land and the lore,
Sayin’ no to the crown, they ain’t takin’ no more.
It’s not just war — it’s the cry of the free,
A fight for the soul, for identity,
From Dublin to Derry, the whisper grew loud,
Green flag in the air, yeah, they fightin’ so proud.
No king, no crown, no foreign law,
Just a people with a cause and a rebel’s raw claw,
British boots on the land? That was never the plan,
So the boys in the shadows took a stand, made a stand.
[Hook]
IRA — fightin’ back in the night,
For the homes, for the farms, for the Gaelic right,
Every shot, every step, every bold campaign,
Was a flame in the storm, was resistance to the chain.
[Verse 2]
Black and Tans roll in, bringin’ terror and fear,
But the spirit of the Gael never bows, never clears,
Guerrilla in the hills, in the alley, in the dark,
With a message for the crown — time to leave your mark.
They jailed our leaders, tried to crush the voice,
But freedom don’t die — nah, it’s always a choice,
From Wolfe Tone’s dream to the Provo’s code,
The hunger for justice still explodes and reloads.
It was battles in the courts, battles in the streets,
A nation divided still refusin’ defeat,
Through ceasefires, treaties, betrayals, and deals,
The fire still burns under boots and wheels.
[Hook]
IRA — fightin’ back in the night,
For the homes, for the farms, for the Gaelic right,
Every shot, every step, every bold campaign,
Was a flame in the storm, was resistance to the chain.
[Bridge]
(Emotional Irish pipes solo with gritty electric guitar overlay)
[Outro]
So raise a glass to the brave, to the lost and the found,
To the ones who stood tall when the world pushed ’em down,
No matter your stance, know the history’s flame —
Ireland remembers every name in that game.
(Final powerful chord with fading pipes)
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