

Terminus
general kommotion

The choice is yours, is it peace?
Peace it is.
Peace it is.
And blood
In torrents pour
In vain, always in vain
For war breeds war again. John Davidson
In torrents pour
In vain, always in vain
For war breeds war again. John Davidson

When its leaves are all dead and the fine colors are lost.
Still how sweet a perfume it will yield.