The rains move in eastwards, 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      Well, we've seen the restless children at the head of the columns   Come to purify the future with the arrogance of youth   Nothing is as cruel as the righteousness of innocents   With automatic weapons and a gospel of the truth      Revolution for ever, succession of the seasons   Within the blood of nature, all raised to rot and die   This purity, purity is a lie      Now immaculate conception in sterilized laboratories   How the 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, this will soon be over   What happened here tonight is nothing at all      Revolution for ever, succession of the seasons   Within the blood of nature, all raised to rot and die   This purity, purity is a lie      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 true   I don't give a damn that I never will be worthy   Fear is the only enemy, oh, that I still know