We traveled under a Irish sky
To conquer and divide the borders
We saw the infants to survive
Her courage is like a velvet mauser

Ha, ha, aha, ha ... and the sound of laughter

Depart from the enslavement of sin
Liberated by the luminous god within
Winter 1925
Ma zara and Alexander

Ha, ha, aha, ha ... and the sound of laughter

White folk came in the night
And swiftley silenced the barks of Kasper
And burned "Camp Mary" to the ground
The horses fled
And St. peter thereafter