Deep in the dark, with evil on the road
Going to our long lost home
The battle's behind with blood along the road
Going to our long lost home
Poor little soul, you wander in the cold
But I won't let you walk for long
The pus and the bile have festered all the while
All across your long lost home
Are you waiting for the green and looking to the sky?
Soldiers, do you bow your heads
And do you want the sun to come like it always does,
On and on?
I stood at the pyre with a witch upon the fire
As jagged branches sliced the sky
And inside my head a cold and awful dread
Laughed at what a hell is home
Are you waiting for the green and looking to the sky?
Soldiers, do you bow your heads
And do you want the sun to come like it always does,
And the sea to roll?
And the vines to grow?
As the seasons show what's beneath the snow?
Then cry till you bleed
For the stories you need
Are fading and washed from the morrow
Come take my hand as we dance from this land
To tales that rest with your father
We are frozen here and waiting
We are cold with fear and trembling
And so my shadow grows and eats away inside my bones
So it grows