Lyin laich in Darkley

Abane twa thoosan deid, an mair,
Whut-fur thair bluid keels grun an flair?
Whiles, blame is pit on civil laws,
An them yins wae religious cause.
- Tha answer lies in Darkley.

Tha maist hairtscald is fur wor ain.
Hunnèrs apiece, whun coontin’s daen.
But aa it taks is jist tha yin.
A gye close freen, or wife or sin.
- Wha’s freens o them in Darkley?

Religion, on its heid maun be
Tha trigger-pu’in finger’s glee,
Tha lach ahint each “Trick or Trait”,
Tha wrangs at brocht aboot sich hate,
- An sput it oot in Darkley.

If you cud yock tha Man Abane,
An ax him if He cud explain,
Whit dairkness lees ahint it aa?
He’d tak ye tae a Mission Haw,
- An show ye graves in Darkley.

Abane twa thoosan yeir, or mair,
A lang whiles bak, but jist as sair,
Religion, langl’t wi tha deil,
Tuk Innocence intae a fiel,
- Tae slauchter like in Darkley.

Sae grave whaur bes yer victorie?
Whut price is bocht identitie?
Ye neednae gan tae foreign lans,
Or leuk it up in buiks or plans,
- Tha answer lies in Darkley.