What`s Left Of The Flag

<br>His eyes they closed<br><br>and his last breath spoke<br><br>he had seen all to be seen<br><br>a life once full<br><br>now an empty vase<br><br>wilt the blossums <br><br>on his early grave<br><br><br><br>walk away me boys<br><br>walk away me boys<br><br>and by morning we`ll be free<br><br>wipe that golden tear<br><br>from your mother dear<br><br>and raise what`s left<br><br>of the flag for me<br><br>then the rosary beads<br><br>count them 1 2 3<br><br>fell apart as they hit the floor<br><br>in a garb of black<br><br>we must pay respect<br><br>to the color we were born to mourn<br><br>walk away me boys<br><br>walk away me boys<br><br>and by morning we`ll be free<br><br>wipe that golden tear<br><br>from your mother dear<br><br>and raise what`s left<br><br>of the flag for me<br><br><br><br>In its place grew<br><br>an angry festered wound<br><br>full of hatered and remourse<br><br>where I pick and scratch<br><br>till the blood it matched<br><br>silent rage that now fills my lungs<br><br>for there are many ways<br><br>to kill a man they say<br><br>with bayonet, axe or sword<br><br>but son a bullet fired<br><br>from a shapeless guise<br><br>just put the shell of a Thompson gun<br><br><br><br>walk away me boy<br><br>walk away me boys<br><br>and by morning we`ll be free<br><br>wipe that golden tear<br><br>from your mother dear<br><br>and raise what`s left<br><br>of the flag for me<br><br><br><br>from the east out to the western shore<br><br>where many men and many more will fall<br><br>but no angel flys with me tonight<br><br>though freedom reigns on all<br><br>and curse the name for which<br><br>we slaved our days<br><br>so every men chose Kingdom Come<br><br>But sure as night turns day<br><br>it`s the passion play<br><br>oh my god<br><br>what have they done<br><br>with madmen rage<br><br>well the dogged craze<br><br>but the dead rise again you fools<br><br><br><br>walk away me boy<br><br>walk away me boys<br><br>and by morning we`ll be free<br><br>wipe that golden tear<br><br>from your mother dear<br><br>and raise what`s left<br><br>of the flag for me<br><br><br><br>walk away me boy<br><br>walk away me boys<br><br>and by morning we`ll be free<br><br>wipe that golden tear<br><br>from your mother dear<br><br>and raise what`s left<br><br>of the flag for me<br><br><br><br>[Thanks to whendii@sbcglobal.net, irishfireonice@yahoo.com for correcting these lyrics]</i>