Hold your head
above the crimson water,
my love.

There's peace in the air,
there's peace;
a dove.

And heart from heart
it flutters,
in vain.

To bring to this parched earth
love,
and rain.

When peace, she groaned
under the weight of darkness,
she cried.

"The armies heard not this wail"
and the gentlemen
they lied.