Came by the stealth Merchants of death Came by the stealth Merchants of death

A long walk to a time heretofore, A long walk to a time heretofore,

The poet tells a lover that the world is divided into you and me. The poet tells a lover that the world is divided into you and me.

We are selfish, We are weak, We are selfish, We are weak,

Where is one nation, one belief; Where is our freedom of expression? Where is one nation, one belief; Where is our freedom of expression?

Or let them fly away? Or let them fly away?