Songs of sweet
     Songs of melancholic airs
  The tears made me stare
In this heat, on the highest glacial peak
Building of new
     Buildings of new concrete
  Leaves no room to compete
Only to a few who are left with an old view
Thoughts of silence
      Thoughts of persistence
  When faith leaves a glimpse
A golden hint! The dream- leave it to pinch your arm
Men of heed
     Men of silver streaks
  The green is what they seek
They plant seeds, all they give us is mead
Brothers in arms
       Brothers that are sworn
   aren't allowed to mourn
The fired farms and bombed out barns
The light of night
     The night of fight
  It's always out of sight
With all my night, I removed the spike
Starved from lunch
      Hunger for laughter
  Either way he's your master
There's a hunch, there's no time to hunt!