The rains move in east wards
In waves of succession
Drawing lines of grey across the sky
With history just as close
As a hand on the shoulder
In hunger and impatience we cry
The battle against corruption
Rages in each corner
There must be something better, something pure
And the call it is answered
From the caves to the cities
Come the dealers of Salvation on Earth
We’ve seen the restless children
At the head of the columns
Come to purify the future with the arrogance of youthNothing is as cruel as the
Righteousness of innocents
With automatic weapons and a gospel of the truth
Chorus:Revolution forever
Succession of the seasons
Within the blood of Nature
All raised to rot and die
This purity is a lie
Now immaculate conception in sterilised laboratories
How this vanity goes on
Or in the message of the preacher
With his morals and obsessions
The wars that we wage upon ourselves
Purity is a virtue, purity is an angel
Purity is for madmen to make fools of us all
So forgive yourself my friend
All this will soon be over
What happened here tonight is nothing at all
Chorus:Revolution forever…
I will always see Brendan
At that broken down piano
His fingers thick and red shaking on the keys
Battered by the years
Of alcohol and working
Still playing with the faith that never leaves
So sit us down, buy us a drink
Tell us a good story
Sing us a song we know to be trueI don’t give it damn
That I never will be worthy
Fear is the only enemy … that I still know