I've seen the fall of an ancient world
I've seen their crimes
And their consternation
I've seen their hopes
But they'll fight for the coming of the fall
I've seen the brand of a brand new world
I've seen their smiles
It's been long long forgotten
And the faces, red, deformed like grimaces
The rise
I've found the fall nothing at all
I've been surprice by the sublime recitation
Of a poem signed by Mr. Blake
Why do I cry? Why don't you cry?
I've seen the fall nothing at all