Opens his hand, reads his name, grabs the bottle & swallows again. nnThinks of the wife he's left behind, touches the photo & closes his eyes. nThinks of the time where he walked from the street. Under the light & killed a man dead. nnA chroí, A chroí, A chroí dearg, stad do bhualadh, tá mé gan dóchas n(my red heart stop beating, I am without hope)nA chroí, A chroí, A chroí dearg, stad do bhualadh, tá mé gan dóchasnnWhiskey burned memories come crashing to the floor. nFor each one that's gone there's twenty-five more that'll burn him & crush him right through to the core. nHe's filled with the thoughts of those gone before. nnHe opens his mouth & all that comes out is a fractured song from a fractured heart.nHe grabs the bottle & swallows again, picks up the blade that's singin' his name.nnA chroí, A chroí, A chroí dearg, stad do bhualadh, tá mé gan dóchasnnA chroí, A chroí, A chroí dearg, stad do bhualadh, tá mé gan dóchasnnWhiskey burned memories come crashing to the floor. nFor each one that's gone there's twenty-five more that'll burn him & crush him right through to the core. nHe's filled with the thoughts of those gone before.