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North Atlantic Wind Rip through this useless flesh As I stand before you one last time before death A sacrificial offering in a search for some inner truth Let your fiercest storm strip away all I possess Eight hundred years of hated oppression So as to sell our miserable freedom For a state sponsored religious repression For what died the sons of Roisin For what died the sons of Erin To an over protected child with a shyness from birth Anxiety, insecurity, a national depression North Atlantic Wind Take me from this Irish disease Nationalism, Catholicism, Alcoholism buried within Howl now away it's bitterness Roar upon me your enlightenment Let me be relieved and shorn of all these tired excuses No longer ones of Gods' or chemicals or States of fear Strip me to my core, and let me see what's finally within North Atlantic Wind Answer all it is that I never felt to ask For it is I and I alone that I now must fatallly see And to stop my running and hiding from this Irish disease My North Atlantic Wind Let this be my end.....
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Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 6:13 PM UTC
North Atlantic Wind
North Atlantic Wind Rip through this useless flesh As I stand before you one last time before death A sacrificial offering in a search for some inner truth Let your fiercest storm strip away all I possess Eight hundred years of hated oppression So as to sell our miserable freedom For a state sponsored religious repression For what died the sons of Roisin For what died the sons of Erin To an over protected child with a shyness from birth Anxiety, insecurity, a national depression North Atlantic Wind Take me from this Irish disease Nationalism, Catholicism, Alcoholism buried within Howl now away it's bitterness Roar upon me your enlightenment Let me be relieved and shorn of all these tired excuses No longer ones of Gods' or chemicals or States of fear Strip me to my core, and let me see what's finally within North Atlantic Wind Answer all it is that I never felt to ask For it is I and I alone that I now must fatallly see And to stop my running and hiding from this Irish disease My North Atlantic Wind Let this be my end.....
david-noonan
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Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 6:13 PM UTC
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