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