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The doo Am r it opened slowl F y, my fathe Am r he came in    F 
I was nin G e year F s old  E 
And he sto Am od so tall above me F , blue Am  eyes they were shinin F  g
And his voi G ce was very F  cold  E 
He sai C d, "I've had a visio C/G n and you know  C I'm strong and holy  C/G 
I must do D  what I'v C e been told" B 
So he start F ed up the mount Bb ain, I was runnin F g, he was walking Bb 
And his ax F e was made G  of gold A 
 
 
Well, the trees they got much smaller, the lake a lady's mirror
We stopped to drink some wine
Then he threw the bottle ove, broke a minute later
And he put his hand on mine
Thought I saw an eagle but it might have been a vulture
I never could decide
Then my father built an altar,he looked once behind his shoulder
He knew I would not hide
 
 
You who build these altars now to sacrifice these children
You must not do it anymore
A scheme is not a vision and you never have been tempted
By a demon or a god
You who stand above them now, your hatchets blunt and bloody
You were not there before
When I lay upon a mountain and my father's hand was trembling
With the beauty of the word
 
 
And if you call me brother now, forgive me if I inquire
"Just according to whose 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
I will kill you if I can
And mercy on our uniform, man of peace or man of war
The peacock spreads his fan
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