For now we hear the drums of war, And we do fear, Before battle silence comes, There is only the sound of those beating drums. It wails through the air, They warn us to take a care, Telling one and all war comes, beware. And when the victor is declared Joy among all can be shared. The mist of old battles clears, A parade of calm brings on a cheer. Although the war has left its brand, All is settled on the land, People live no longer shrouded in their fear, The drums of war are gone, Flutes of peace now sing their song.