Be at the bursting doors of doom, and in the dark deliver us,
Who loosen the last window on the sun of sudden death.
Who loosen the last window on the sun of sudden death.
"Barbara the beautiful
Stood up as queen set free,
Whose mouth is set to a terrible cup
And the trumpet of liberty.
Stood up as queen set free,
Whose mouth is set to a terrible cup
And the trumpet of liberty.
'I have looked forth from a window
That no man now shall bar,
Caesar's toppling battle-towers
Shall never stretch so far.
That no man now shall bar,
Caesar's toppling battle-towers
Shall never stretch so far.
The slaves are dancing in their chains,
The child laughs at the rod,
Because of the bird of the three wings,
And the third face of God.'
The child laughs at the rod,
Because of the bird of the three wings,
And the third face of God.'
The sword upon his shoulder
Shifted and shone and fell,
And Barbara lay very small
And crumpled like a shell."
Shifted and shone and fell,
And Barbara lay very small
And crumpled like a shell."
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