Текст песни Decemberists - When The War Came

With all the grain of Babylon
To cultivate, To make us strong
And hidden here behind the walls
Are shoulders wide and timber on
Till the war came
Till the war came

A terrible autonomy
Is grafted onto you and me
A trust put in the governments
Who told their lies as heaven sent
Till the war came
Till the war came

And the war came with a curse and a caterwaul
And the war came with all the poise of a cannonball
And they're picking out our eyes by cold and candlelight
When the war came
The war came hard

We made our oaths to Avalon
We'd not betray the soul lain on 
The acres of hysteracy
To our own pangs of starvation
When the war came
When the war came

And the war came with a curse and a caterwaul
And the war came with all the poise of a cannonball
And they're picking out our eyes by cold and candlelight
When the war came
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The war came hard

With all the grain of Babylon
With all the grain of Babylon