Weapons lie in rusting heaps,
Masks of anger and hate are discarded on the floor,
Golden silence drifts through the valley air, the wars are no more,
The discords of bloodied battle cease
For now there is peace on earth,
Black and white merge into shining grey,
as the forces of chaos turn and run
YES, THERE IS PEACE ON EARTH,
A HEALING SPELL HAS BEEN RELEASED,
AND THE WANTON USE OF PANDORA'S BOX HAS CEASED,
AS THE GODS OF TRUTH LOVINGLY NURTURE THE WEARY BANDS OF MANKIND....
PEACE RESIDES ON EARTH,
AND THE GOVERNMENTS AND RELIGIONS ARE NO MORE,
FREEDOM OF MIND HAS DESCENDED ONTO THE EARTH PLANE,
A HEAVENLY HOST OF ANGELS THAT WALK FREELY AMONGST THE WEARY BANDS.
A bright sun shines freely in a sky of relieved colours,
It is the shining sun of epic tales,
A billowing white mist flows over the rusting heaps of metal,
And the implements disappear then,
Gone....Never to reappear on the earth,
That fatal knowledge now long lost and eternally forgotten, now,
And all the binding mountains of paper money rot away,
As golden rains of freedom fall heavy on those painful shores.
AND THERE IS PEACE ON EARTH,
THE DEMONS AND THE PHANTOMS FIND ANOTHER DREAM,
LEAVING THE DREAM OF MAN TO REGAIN ITS HARMONY,
HERE ON THE EARTH PLANE OF NEW FOUND EDEN.
AND THERE IS PEACE ON EARTH,
THE SHINING SUN MELTS AWAY THE ICE BERGS OF BITTER DESPITE,
HATRED LIES IN YESTERDAY A MILLION MILES NOW AWAY,
AT LAST THERE IS PEACE AND FREEDOM ON THE EARTH!
