Twenty old men will sit around a table, br To say if madness end! br Twenty old men will say if Man is able br To call his brother friend! br br What shall we have, the vulture or the dove? br What shall we have, undying hate or love? br What shall we have, the blessing of the breath, br Or the stench and the silences of death? br br Twenty old men will sit around a table, br To say if Hate is lord! br Twenty old men will say if Man is able br To lay aside the sword! br br The old men plot, and the young men die. br The old men talk, and the hearts of women cry.