With all the grain of Babylon
To cultivate to make us strong
And hidden here behind the walls
Are shoulders wide and timber on
´Til the war came
´Til the war came

A terrible autonomy
Is grafted onto you and me
Our trust put in the government
They told their lies are heaven sent
´Til the war came
´Til the war came

And the war came with a curse and a caterwaul
And the war came with all the poise of a cannonball
And they´re picking out our eyes by coal and candlelight
When the war came, the war came hard

We made our oath to Vavilov
We´d not betray the Solanum
The acres of asteraceae
To our own pangs of starvation
When the war came
When the war came

And the war came with a curse and a caterwaul
And the war came with all the poise of a cannonball
And they´re picking out our eyes by coal and candlelight
When the war came, the war came hard

With all the grain of Babylon