When Judges Ruled

Sunday's bell broke the recess And three times as professed The gavel rapped before the rooster's caw The horn was blown the drum was beat And in the top of every street We swooned with the wounded at the wall And we said nothing just our prayers But if someone's heard something Nobody cares And now with the yellow moon Fixed beyond the clouds that loom It soon would be a day the devil owned. High on horseback thru the mud They came and bathed their hands in blood From the thumb up to the funny-bone And we said nothing just our prayers But if someone's heard something Nobody cares And by and by We will crawl Before we fly High above The middle of Utopia Lightning made the thunder ring Until the dawn when suddenly Light divided darkness in the east Thus once more the wheel has turned And proved itself a viperous worm That gnaws the bowels of the beast And we said nothing just our prayers But if someone's heard something Nobody cares And by and by We will crawl Before we fly High above The middle of Utopia

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