Rose clouds of holocaust
Rose clouds of flies
Rose clouds of bitter
Bitter, bitter lies

And, when the angels of ignorance
Fall down from your eyes
Rose clouds of holocaust
Rose clouds of lies...

Rose clouds of twilight truth
Rose clouds of night
Rose clouds of harvested
(love, all alight)

And, when the ashes of life
Fall down from the skies
Rose clouds of holocaust
Rose clouds of lies...

And, festivals end
As festivals must
From the hooded crows of Rome
To the falcons of Zagreb
Oh, mother victim of Jesus
Lie down in Sydney's dust
For, festivals end
As festivals must