Time stood dark and silent and the stars they gave no light

I wandered in an endless dream, haunted by the night

I saw four ghostly riders, the horses in a line

Each in turn did point at me and say I'm on full ?rein?

We are the sculptors of the land, the rulers of the sea

We are the falcons of your sins, gardeners of the trees

The air about you is burning and the sea below does drown

And the legacy you leave your ?swan? will surely bring 'em down

Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down

Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down

A curse upon you men of war, with gun or pen in hand

The power sword or . . . the castles made of sand

You always have good reason to take more than you need

Your hearts are full of paper and your minds are full of greed

Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down

Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down

What is deeper than the ocean, colder than the grave

Stronger than your armies all and braver than the brave?

Those who know and ?knowing know? will sow on fertile ground

Those who don't and never would are those you will go down

Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down

Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down