Well the door it opened slowly my father came in
I was nine years old
He stood so tall above me his blue eyes they were shining
And his voice was very cold
He said I've had a vision and you know I'm strong and holy
I must do what I've been told
So we started up the mountain I was runnin' he was walkin'
And his ax was made of gold

The trees they got much smaller the lake a lady's mirror
He stopped to drink some wine
Then he threw the bottle over it broke a minute later
And he put his hand on mine
Well I thought I saw an eagle but it might have been a vulture
You know I never could decide
Then my father built an altar he looked once behind his shoulder
For he knew I would not hide

So you who build the altars now to sacrifice these children
You must not do it anymore
For a scheme is not a vision and you never have been tempted
By a demon or a god
Oh 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 tremblin'
With the beauty of the word

So if you call me brother now forgive me if I inquire
Just according to whose plan
So when it all comes down to dust I'll kill you if I must but
I will help you if I can
Yes when it all comes down to dust I'll help you if I must
But I will kill you if I can
So have mercy on our uniform man of peace or man of war
The peacock spreads his fan