Whiskey and the Blade

As I went down to Caoranách one cold and misty night, The flames they danced in copper stills, the barrels stacked up tight. I heard the whispers in the dark, a shadow crossed the door, And there upon the earthen floor, a man lay dead and torn. Musha ring dum-a doo dum-a da, Whiskey flows but blood must pay the price so far, The law has come to find the knave who stole the stars, Oh the truth lies deep in whiskey and the blade. Ciarén rode in, her cloak so green, her eyes like frozen steel, She traced the marks upon the ground, she knew what they revealed. Maélis stood with Bríghid there, the Fialla's keenest sight, They smelled the smoke, they felt the breath of something not quite right. Musha ring dum-a doo dum-a da, Whiskey flows but blood must pay the price so far, The law has come to find the knave who stole the stars, Oh the truth lies deep in whiskey and the blade. They searched the casks, they searched the ledgers, ran their fingers through the grain, The echoes of a deal gone wrong still whispered in the stain. A shadow moved, a dagger gleamed, a voice was lost in fear, For secrets burn like whiskey fire when death is drawing near. Musha ring dum-a doo dum-a da, Whiskey flows but blood must pay the price so far, The law has come to find the knave who stole the stars, Oh the truth lies deep in whiskey and the blade. So raise a glass in Caoranách to justice dark and wild, For gold may shine and tongues may lie, but fate is never mild. And should you cross the Fialla’s path or Ciarén’s knowing gaze, Then pray your sins are washed away before your final days. Musha ring dum-a doo dum-a da, Whiskey flows but blood must pay the price so far, The law has come to find the knave who stole the stars, Oh the truth lies deep in whiskey and the blade. [Text: ChatGPT + Amhairgin – Musik: Suno – Idee + Konzeption: Amhairgin – www.coraniaid.de]