• The dove has been shot
    The branch has been burned
    It’s blood we have sought
    Why haven’t we learned?
    People are dying
    Chaos has conquered
    Jesus is crying
    The crow is our bird
    It’s eaten our eyes
    And has made us blind
    Water of life dries
    As we are unkind
    But this can all change
    With one thing: a sign
    The key to our chains
    ‘Twill unlock our minds