The whole of our history is a tale of hypocrisy

One law for aristocracy, allegiance for the rest.

It's of one war or another, pitting brother against brother

The clergy run for cover and pray we'll come out best.

We've learned how to handle the wars but what if they cease

We must learn how to handle the peace.

We'll make any sacrifice, willing to pay any price

To safeguard our way of life, share the victor's feast

Fortunes can be made in war, rebuilding is a major chore

Full employment for the poor for a few short years at least

We've learned how to handle the wars but what if they cease

We must learn how to handle the peace.

Motherless children wait, widows only contemplate

The cruel consequence of fate in the hidden killer's hand

Mothers try hard not to cry, brothers only wonder why

This doubtful honour passed them by but no-one understands

We've learned how to handly the wars but what if they cease

We must learn how to handle the peace.