Farewell to arms

 farewell all you people

you moses of light

farewell you scare mongers

who hunger to fight

farewell non-believers on your road of flight

And leave me to sweet slumbers

and the roses of night

I've been where you're standing

and seen what you see

And it's not for one moment

that I'd swap places with thee

It's all just a grossness of blatant hypocrisy

So go where you're going and leave what's mine to me

Farewell the soothsayers

False prophets of light

When the true dawn breaks

Then it will overcome the night

And if what you're knowing

to you seems right

Well those are just dead seeds you're sowing

Which will never reach the light

Good night to your lands

And your lanterns of peace

Bring out the war bands

Let their fighting never cease

For the foreign lands engulf in flames that increase

With each profit margin bearing the mark of the beast

I hope to see this land

Once recover its soul

And it will do in our hands

When we make steel and coal

And once again can raise a flag

of our sovereign self-control

To determine our course as it stands

Beyond the turbid rigmarole