• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Famine - Sinead O'Connor
• Famine - Opeth
• Famine - Eleanor McEvoy
• Famine - Death Angel
• Famine - Sacred Warrior
• Famine - Grief Of Emerald
• Famine - Paralysed Age
• Famine - Indwelling

OK, I want to talk about Ireland
Specifically I want to talk about the "famine"
About the fact that there never really was one
There was no "famine"
See Irish people were only ALLOWED to eat potatoes
All of the other food
Meat fish vegetables
Were shipped out of the country under armed guard
To England while the Irish people starved
And then on the middle of all this
They gave us money not to teach our children Irish
And so we lost our history
And this is what I think is still hurting me
See we're like a child that's been battered
Has to drive itself out of it's head because it's fightened
Still feels all the painful feelings
But they lose contact with the memory
And this leads to massive self-destruction
ALCOHOLISM DRUG ADICTION
All desperate attempts at running
And in it's worst form
Becomes actual killing
And if there ever is gonna be healing
There has to be remembering
And then grieving
So that there then can be forgiving
There has to be knowledge and understanding
An American army regulation
Says you mustn't kill more than 10% of a nation
'Cos to do so causes permanent "psychological damage"
It's not permanent but they didn't know that
Anyway during the supposed "famine"
We lost a lot more than 10% of a nation
Through deaths on land or on ships of emigration
But what finally broke us was not starvation
BUT IT'S USE IN THE CONTROLLING OF OUR EDUCATION
School go on about "Black 47"
On and on about "The terrible "famine""
But what they don't say is in truth
There really never was one
So let's take a look shall we
The highest statistics of child abuse in the EEC
And we say we're a Christian country
But we've lost contact with our history
See we used to worship God as a mother
We're sufferin from POST TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER
Look at all our old men in the pubs
Look at all our young people on drugs
We used to worship God as a mother
Now look at what we're doing to each other
We've even made killers of ourselves
The most child-like trusting people in the Universe
And this is what's wrong with us
Our history books THE PARENT FIGURES lied to us
I see the Irish
As a race like a child
That got itself basned in the face
And if there ever is gonna be healing
There has to be remembering
And then grieving
So that there then can be FORGIVING

I can't see your face
And I can't breathe your air
So I wonder why I get cold inside
When I hear your name
When we meet eye to eye
I will ask how and why
And when guilt has it's way
One lesser reason to stay
And I will see her cry
Into the fire of our youth comes the devil again
And you feel your way, feel your way
Saw you standing nigh
In the corner
Told me that you had died
And I would die when my heart was empty
Become a ghost in perpetual void

(eleanor mcevoy)
An act of God has struck us
An act of faith sustains us
But it seems hopeless
And I feel helpless to you
An act of man has hit us
Worse than any god
And I can't shield you
And I can't shelter you,but
If you're in need of comfort
I will do what I can
If I can't feed your body
I'll soothe it with my hands
If I can't ease your hunger
I'll give you all I have
To nourish and love
To nourish and love
To nourish and love
The country drenched in fever
The"princess alice" leaves her
But I can't send you
And I can't hope to save you
The hunger on this island's
Spread to every door
And I can't shield you
And I can't shelter you,but

[music by pepa/galeon/cavestany, lyrics by galeon]
turning knot rotting in my gut
got me feeling so corrupt
like a second hand politician
i'm a study in malnutrition
every star i see i'm wishing
got a deathbed at 12th and mission
new kind of...
long ago once upon a time
hundred miles an hour time flew by
now gravestones become friends
practice voo doo superstition
like an archangel from heaven
got a deathbed at 12th and mission
in need of sleep we crawl the street
american dream gone
blood dirt money hustle and scheme
american dream gone
in need of sleep we crawl the street
american dream gone
blood dirt money hustle and scheme
american dream gone
mentally unfed
spiritually dead
the flock's been misled
new kind of wicked
turning knot rotting in my gut
got me feeling so corrupt
stomach's screaming deep inside
another day got no place to hide
in need of sleep we crawl the street
american dream gone
blood dirt money hustle and scheme
american dream gone
in need of sleep we crawl the street
american dream gone
blood dirt money hustle and scheme
american dream gone
in need of sleep we crawl the street
american dream gone
blood dirt money hustle and scheme
gone

See the tears as they flow down their face
From the hunger that hit the human race
Can't understand why their lives must be this way
We can help them along
Without a drop of strength they force down the tears
Then again what have they done that is so wrong
We can make a difference Just help them along, along
To have to live in a place without a song
We can make a difference Just help them along, along
[CHORUS:]
We can help them along
With a little love from God
They can make it all the way
Without a drop of strength they force down the tears
Then again what have they done that is so wrong
We can make a difference Just help them along, along
To have to live in a place without a song
We can make a difference Just help them along, along
We can help them along
With a little love from God

Desire for the rotten
And greedy feeble flesh
Leads to raging battles
For one to concour death
Of life is all forgotten
Consuming but the dead
In quest for rotting meat
Starving blood is shed
Haunting weak flesh carrior
My life's revived by thee
Lurking in your nightmares
But sleep so your fangs won't grind
Your life is my salvation
Dread me on your own
There's no hope, there's no escape
You can't hide I'll hunt you down!
...And drought defeated rain
But none defeated pain
So man dissension driven
Drank the blood of long gone slain
Cannibal state awake
Mankind caress the stake
Reverent paying tribute
To the flesh....

Pour your tongue down my throat
And dig your fingers in my neck
And plant your thoughts upon my cheek
So that they can grow
And feed me later on
My tongue my cheek
Im talking tongue in cheek
But anyway i mean what i say
I mean what I say
when I say

Found in human likeness
And He reduced to the standards of the earth
In famine He dealt with sufferings
And in His deeds revealed His love and faith
And all selflessness
It's with His blood we bathe
To focus on the name of the Lord Jesus
The Son of God
And in fullness God Himself
He came to our filth
And died to our sins
Rising to consecrate glory
He rose us with Him from the abyss
Breaking our blackened deeds and intent