The king of Zor, he called for warAnd the king of Zam, he answered.They fashioned their weapons one upon oneTon upon ton, they called for war at the rise of the sun.Out went the call to one and to allThat echoed and rolled like the thunder.Trumpets and drums, roar upon roarMore upon more.Rolling the call of “Come now to war.”Throughout the night they fashioned their mightWith right on the side of the mighty.They puzzled their minds plan upon planMan upon manAnd at dying of dawn the great war began.They met on the battlefield banner in hand.They looked out across the vacant land.And they counted the missing, one upon one,None upon none.The war it was over before it begun.Two little kings playing a game.They gave a war and nobody came.And nobody came.And nobody came.And nobody came.And nobody came.
blunebottle over 8 years ago
“Zor And Zam”
The king of Zor, he called for warAnd the king of Zam, he answered.They fashioned their weapons one upon oneTon upon ton, they called for war at the rise of the sun.Out went the call to one and to allThat echoed and rolled like the thunder.Trumpets and drums, roar upon roarMore upon more.Rolling the call of “Come now to war.”Throughout the night they fashioned their mightWith right on the side of the mighty.They puzzled their minds plan upon planMan upon manAnd at dying of dawn the great war began.They met on the battlefield banner in hand.They looked out across the vacant land.And they counted the missing, one upon one,None upon none.The war it was over before it begun.Two little kings playing a game.They gave a war and nobody came.And nobody came.And nobody came.And nobody came.And nobody came.
MaJolie over 8 years ago