Last concerto

Tears for the downfall

On the empty shores 

Lifting their skirts

Under a starlight sky 

Come mother of all

Come here now

Rain down upon these sandy 

These sandy empty shores 

Soon you will find a shell 

To listen inside the wishing well 

Just before the gun

Is placed upon the temple

And the blood spilt on the shore

Dear Lord; graceful in acceptance 

Merciful upon the dead

A last concerto for mankind