Rome - Years of Abalone lyrics

Those years of abalone those years of wheat
Now are nothing but empty years to me
You know this ship brings war
You know this is not geneva
Seems like the november pyre
And the cease fire
Were not enough to teach her

Hammer and song the cool banks of the teeth
I've had this scream inside me
For a thousand years and now is the time
To collect the guns we sent ahead
For we know every revolution dies
In childbirth at the latest

And this one’s dead and we'll drain our skin
With the taste and smells of the oceans
Just like paris was drenched
In the blood of her bravest children
And we hold on to whatever fragments are left
And for our daughters' sake
We’ll let our dream find the world
We'll let our hearts glow it awake
We'll let our hearts glow it awake