Bones bleached in the desert sun they're quietly beautiful A lament in the wind for another lonely death. The better angels of our natures have all died Pulpits full of brimstone, hells sulphur fired. Ragged Storm crows fly Ares' Hawks sailing on high Far from loves lost cries As truth fades and dies Cold spears fly through empty skies Sent by empty men's bold lies Setting brothers and sisters To fight for false gods black glisters New stars shine, heralding Blood and tears and pain Ragged Storm crows fly Ares' Hawks sailing on high Far from loves lost cries As truth fades and dies Rivers of blood, sake the sands thirst For a moment if they could Crimson pools lying still, amongst the shadow of the dunes A lament in the wind for a thousand pointless deaths And still the sand remains and the hawks circle. while love's held in chains. Ragged Storm crows fly Ares' Hawks sailing on high Far from loves lost cries As truth fades and dies Ragged Storm crows fly Ares' Hawks sailing on high Far from loves lost cries As truth fades and dies
