"We wait for fate beneath / Our sword of Damocles"
After One Before Another
Here between the hurricane And 9 / 11 again We wait for fate beneath Our sword of Damocles Hanging high hanging by The skin of broken teeth Confused brought to our knees Where some pray where all say
An ill wind blows today
Anger shakes its iron rod Waiting in the dark tonight We look up and question God Searching shattered dreams for light Brother at the throat of brother All against all back to the wall So steep the height so deep the fall After one before another