Of ever burning scandal rose the dead to court the light,
By smiling fire this courtesy came coughing in disease,
Disarmament, disarmament became the courting creed,
Disarmament, disarmament for setting of a seed,
And then the crime, my right to raise it up the battle mast,
I chose to lay the guns aside, I chose to halt the war,
You took the gun, you spat in spite, the gun held to your head,
You never took the gift oh with your razor wire grip,
You have never learned to love anything,
But you have some sense of need for something no girl here can give,
Some plaintive searching cry,
for buried senses, buried senses x 4
And for my generosity I was rewarded wall,
The cut throat scandal of a floor,
My head pinned to the wall,
Disarmament, disarmament became the courting creed,
Disarmament, disarmament for setting of a seed.
And so I shot the crime to dust,
No eye can cure the eye,
From me you call some vengeance to exact upon your crime,
For petty retributions I have never had the taste,
For crime for blood, for bitter tears, no eye can cure the eye,
Spruce, by larch, by pine will fall about your head,
Wen your pre destined clear fell comes from hiding with these brambles wrapped around your fists,
Find the bluebells, Find the bluebells,
With the nightjar,
Fly from hiding.
From passion came a war between the forest and the moor,
Where double ended entities came mocking to the call,
Of foresight comes for you a pattern - bleak against the rain,
Where all will wither in the sun, to whom in love I gaze.
Disarmament, disarmament became the courting creed,
Disarmament, disarmament for setting of a seed.
Disarmament, disarmament a fox behind the rock,
Disarmament, disarmament who next will bear the seed.
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