On the grave in Belfast shone a ray of gold light A voice spoke from the deep Earth and echoed in the night I'm far from captivity that cell which confined me Neither pain nor torture nor the powers that consigned me My name is Bobby Sands I fought and died for my dear land With Joe and Francis at my side My comrades on hunger strike we died From this dark grave now I can see my country yet is still unfree Through the bitter years of great despair Many broken hearts now have yearned Deprived of freedom men like me are imprisoned with no dignity My name is Bobby Sands I fought and died for my dear land With Joe and Francis at my side My comrades on hunger strike we died England with your wasted breath my land you leveled in lust to death Like the rivers that flow through My land blood runs red upon your hands And reflecting in the cloudless sky Will be the freedom light for those who died My name is Bobby Sands I fought and died for my dear land With Joe and Francis at my side My comrades on hunger strike we died The light it shines upon our dead for Ireland your blood is shed Flowers wither upon my grave through the years I'll now decay We're a land, a nation proud and free Those flowers will go free one year My name is Bobby Sands I fought and died for my dear land With Joe and Francis at my side My comrades on hunger strike we died