Betrayed on Good Friday,
To keep the process on track,
On everything we stand for they turned their back,
They buried truth and justice, and they thought it was gone,
But we are the resistance and this is our song
Innocent victims they have no say,
Justice has been sold to the IRA,
Elderly widows with a tear in their eye,
If this is peace then the price is too high
Support the process they tell Ulster's sons,
While the IRA are bringing in guns,
A perverted democracy with a gun to its head,
This is the price-of peace they said
So just like Carson's army a century before,
We say no, we say no more
This is our future,so this is our shout,
End the process- it's a sell out!
The IRA they run the PPS,
Who in their right mind would now vote yes?
Policing and justice, it's tyranny
Protestants in jail as the Provos walk free
They told us the Agreement was the Provos defeat,
But now are culture's criminal and we can't walk the street
No civil or religious liberty in our own land
Jailed for the playing the sash in a loyal flute band!
The money train rolls to keep the traitors sweet,
They care only for money or their Stormont seat
But you traitors will fall and the money won't last,
We are Ulsters fallen, We're the ghosts of the past!
Edward Carson's army will be spinning in their grave,
They were true patriots, soliders of the brave
They didn't fight and die for what we have today,
A process of surrender to the IRA
Ulstermen and women will you stand so tall,
Remember Carsons army that answered the call
Remember all the victims who their families still miss,
Find your conscience- it's time to resist!