[Intro] The drum was born for marching, But tonight it learns to pray. The trumpet lowers its anger, The smoke forgets the day. [Verse 1] War is a bargain with ashes, A market where mothers pay, A crown made out of sirens, A child with no place to stay. They call it balance and honour, They call it border and need, But pride is a starving nation When fear becomes its creed. [Pre-Chorus] Lay down the rhetoric, Lay down the right to be right; Come to the table wounded, Come without sharpening night. [Chorus] Let the war learn to kneel, Let the iron heart feel, Let the enemy's name become human again. Let the loud flags be still, Let forgiveness be will, Let the peacemakers rise from the ruin and rain. [Verse 2] Every side has a sorrow, Every side has a fear, Every side has a story It believes no one will hear. But a mediator listens Where the furious cannot breathe, And the first gate of mercy Is the sword returned to sheath. [Hook] Do not let your hearts be troubled. Do not let them be afraid. [Extension 1 - Verse 3] Bring arms control to the altar, Bring diplomacy to the fire, Bring the courage to ask pardon, Bring the wisdom to retire. De-escalate the enemy, Name the grief beneath the rage, Write respect into the treaty, Turn the battlefield to page. [Bridge] Pope and prophet, judge and stranger, Mother, soldier, refugee, All are standing in the question: What will victory really be? If the winner loses mercy, If the loser loses breath, Then the war has crowned nobody, Only multiplied the death. [Chorus] Let the war learn to kneel, Let the iron heart feel, Let the enemy's name become human again. Let the loud flags be still, Let forgiveness be will, Let the peacemakers rise from the ruin and rain. [Choir] Peace is not weakness. Peace is not sleep. Peace is the courage The angry cannot keep. [Extension 2 - Final Movement] Clothe yourself with compassion, Clothe yourself with the meek, Clothe yourself with patience For the mouth too hurt to speak. Put on kindness like armour, Put on humility's flame, If you must correct injustice, Do not become the same. [Final Moral] A nation that wins by hatred Has already lost its soul; The bravest hand in history Is the hand that makes things whole. [Final Chorus] Let the war learn to kneel, Let the iron heart feel, Let the enemy's name become human again. Let the loud flags be still, Let forgiveness be will, Let the peacemakers rise from the ruin and rain. [Outro] Do not let your hearts be troubled. Do not let them be afraid. The drum was born for marching, But tonight it learned to pray.