And it's over now The guns have flowed The nightmare flashed On a cradle road As the guilty rain came down No child to hold Through anxious fears No gentle hand To catch the tears That soak this ancient ground
The smile that breaks so gently Belies a troubled head Like a voice that holds the secrets Of the life you might have led Eyes with pale indifference In danger and in grace But the glance that knows the death-knell Left it's shadow on your face In the deep enduring darkness As your loyal friends go down Touched by the violent crown 'til their hunter's hunted down
The web is slowly woven The endless dreamers shed, In the dawn the curfew is broken On the sunday morning's dead. Centuries of thunder Take the castle in the flood To the cold night air of london Where you hands are bound in blood. Mid winter deepened As the parting turned inside A thousand times you cried But the shadow never died.
And it's over now The guns have flowed The night mare flashed On a cradle road. As the guilty rain came down. No child to hold Through anxious fears No gentle hand No graceful years Just bitter ancient ground.