The door, it opened slowly
My father, he came in
I was nine years old

And he stood so tall above me
His blue eyes, they were shining
And his voice was very cold

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 running, he was walking
And his axe was made of gold

The trees, they got much smaller
The lake, a lady's mirror
When we stopped to drink some wine

Then he threw the bottle ovеr
Broke a minute later
And hе put his hand on mine

I thought I saw an eagle
But it might have been a vulture
I never could decide
Then my father built an altar
Looked once behind his shoulder
He knew I would not hide

You who build these altars now
To sacrifice these children
You must not do it anymore

A scheme is not a vision
And you never have been tempted
By a demon or a god

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 trembling
With the beauty of the word

And if you call me sister now
Forgive me if I enquire
Just according to whose plan?

When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I must
I will help you if I can
When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must
I will kill you if I can

Have mercy on our uniform
Man of peace or man of war
The peacock spreads his fan