And if you call me brother now,
forgive me if I inquire:
Just according to whose plan?

When it all comes down to dust
I will kill you if I must,
I will help you if I can.

When it all comes down to dust
I will help you if I must,
I will kill you if I can.

And mercy on our uniform,
Man of peace or man of war?
The peacock spreads his fan.