Whatever happened to the children of the dove Did the flowers fade, was it a game they played Did they just grow tired of love Was the pressure too great, they learned to hate Watching their martyrs die, who k**ed love For love I cry Black smoke rising from the calumet And angry words are spoken Black smoke rising from the calumet The pipe of peace is broken Some people say it's the pattern of history, no great mystery Mankind's destiny, revolving over centuries A certain time cycle, it's all predictable So the records show, where love has died Evil will follow Black smoke rising from the calumet And angry words are spoken Black smoke rising from the calumet The pipe of peace is broken Somebody told me it was the movement of the stars The aspects show tears for a few years While Earth is close to Mars Lord of the tempest, violence and unrest, war and pain The planets rule when love returns again Black smoke rising from the calumet And angry words are spoken Black smoke rising from the calumet The pipe of peace is broken Black smoke rising from the calumet Angry words are spoken Black smoke rising from the calumet For love I cried, oh, for love I cried Black smoke rising from the calumet For love I cried, for love I cried