Time stood dark and silent and the stars they gave no light
  I wandered in an endless dream, haunted by the night
  I saw four ghostly riders, the horses in a line
  Each in turn did point at me and say I'm on full ?rein?
  We are the sculptors of the land, the rulers of the sea
  We are the falcons of your sins, gardeners of the trees
  The air about you is burning and the sea below does drown
  And the legacy you leave your ?swan? will surely bring 'em down
  Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
  Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
  A curse upon you men of war, with gun or pen in hand
  The power sword or . . . the castles made of sand
  You always have good reason to take more than you need
  Your hearts are full of paper and your minds are full of greed
  Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
  Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
  What is deeper than the ocean, colder than the grave
  Stronger than your armies all and braver than the brave?
  Those who know and ?knowing know? will sow on fertile ground
  Those who don't and never would are those you will go down
  Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down
  Bring 'em down Bring 'em down Bring 'em down