Lyrics

Where the wails of war are gone, forever gone at last The world is good, it grows, it springs to life And shall endure Where the howls of woe are lost in the breeze Now warm and dry And sings a sad tale of once before On a dark, red night And woe Far away, there she waits With ire and bitter and doom Oh Soon to fall, in red tempest And still I cry Why did I stay And drown in age Drifting for years in silent rage Those who stand by me will fall And die alone In the Autumn winds How the sun it sets blood red on a dusky Autumn night The world it bleeds a violet blue A crown of stars and gloom