The door it opened slowly
My father he came in
I was nine years old
He stood so tall above me
His blue eyes they were shining,
and his voice was very cold
He said, I've had a vision,
and you know I'm strong and holy
I must do what I've been told
So he started up the mountain,
I was running, he was walking
And his axe was made
of gold
Well the trees they got much smaller
And the lake laid its mirror
We stopped to drink some wine
Then he threw the bottle over
And broke a minute later
And he threw his hand on mine
I thought I saw an eagle
But it might have been a vulture
I never could de cide
Then my father built an altar
He looked swans behind his shoulder
He knew I would not
hide
You build these altars now
To sacrifice these children
You must not do it anymore
The scheme is not a vision
And you'll never have been tempted
By a demon or a god
You stand above them now
Your hatchet blunt and bloody
Were not there before
When I lay upon the mountain,
and my father's hand
was trembling,
with the beauty of the world.
And if you call me brother now
Forgive me if I inquire
Just according to his plan
When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I must
I will help you if I can
When it all comes down to dust,
I will help you if I must
and I will kill you if I get it
And mercy on our uniform,
men of peace and men of war
The peacock spreads
his fan
You