Sol Invictus Fields
Dresden burning in the night, Coventry is still alight
Above the pain the blood and fire
Comes the sigh: we're ruled by liars
She took me from the village square
Through fields the colour of her hair
Where arrows crossed point to the sky
And fathers, brothers and lovers lie
She stopped and turned to look at me
But in her eyes no hate I see
She said for me and all the others—
No more wars amongst brothers...
