Summer skies are gone for ever Nothing left but to remember Morning leaves a bed of echoes Tears of blood in weaping meadows Can you see me, can you hear me Can you leave me here in silence?
Drums and flags and trumpets playing Armies in the night are praying Hymns of hate to have their souls blessed For the morning's blood shed harvest Can you reach me, can you hold me Can you leave me here in silence?
Take my children, golden children Grow them, train them, cut them, kill them For the justice of your jesus For the service of your leaders Can you feel me, can you touch me Can you leave me here in silence?
Innocence is gone forever Nothing left but to remember Autumn cracks the leaves of pity Winter chokes the cries of mercy Can you free me, can you love me Can you leave me here in silence?
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