Roger Waters - The Echoes Never Fade from That Fusillade lyrics

RINGMASTER The echoes never fade from the fusillade Lafayette fired upon An unarmed crowd, six thousand strong The fragile ship of State Sinks beneath the waves The crashing sea of blood Drowns out the sound of the parade The tidied up the Camps du Mars They piled up the dead The dead whose only crime had been To dream of freedom The dead who'd never get to see The King would be restored instead