The crescent moon hangs in frostbound skies a silent town meets fading light
Where iron steeds once swept the fields crimson stained the rivers bright
Who remembers blossoms falling Where is springs gentle calling
The winds now sigh the earth is still a dream of peace yet unfulfilled
Cease the blade oh cease the blade
Old wounds of war are yet replayed
May blood of the brave turn streams to calm to cleanse the scars of battles psalm
Cold steel and shadows haunt the past no tranquil hills no peace to last
Let go of vengeance let winds renew light lamps of hope in evenings hue
A world at ease its burdens done will write the tale of peace begun
May the lands see war no more
Four seas united joy restored
Empires crumble dreams remain but glory fades like fleeting rain
If love could touch both earth and sky the heavens would cease to cry
Cease the blade oh cease the blade
Through storms the dawn will serenade
One shared chalice the world to bindno more the drums of war behind