Scream thy jets off to Orion As drone blurs kin And the hills sing prayers of America It's hard times we're in It's hard times It's hard times It's hard times It's hard times Soon the only gentle voice you'll hear Is one you cannot know to fear The kindest cut draws blood from filth As what fetes and feeds the toil of fallen men Albion sweeps limb from limb As plucked by poison quill But don't stand still ♪ It's hard, hard times It's hard times ♪ Fear thee not, hands of our maker Enchantment guilds sop First to war, you're meat for the satyrs Its hard times is what you've got It's hard times Hard times It's hard times Hard times Soon, soon the only gentle voice you'll hear Is one you cannot know to fear The kindest cut draws blood from filth As what fetes and feeds the toil of fallen men Albion sweeps limb from limb As plucked by poison quill But don't stand still ♪ It's hard, hard times It's hard, hard times It's hard times