Soldier

Here we are

At the Fortress of Log Wings

My fellows bristling with anticipation

At slurp among their supper bowls

A map of steam

In the rafters overhead

Shovelin' it in, I don't taste a thing

Only a memory of kisses spilled upon my chin

I am tired, I am afraid

My heart is full of dread

I am tired and I am afraid

My heart is full of dread

Even now

On the evening of battle

I'm clammy with doubt of love

I'm really scared of goin'

How I yearn

To hold you once again

In the morning we march across the sea

To the sunken monastery to face our faceless enemy

I am tired, I am afraid

My heart is full of dread

I am tired, I am afraid

My heart is full of dread

Rollin' fields

Grow dark as the grave

And I am runnin' for my life

Avowed to never draw another blade

I'll be back home

Just as soon as I can

Let's betroth without delay, pack the horse and rise away

Find some better place where er might raise a family

My heart if full of hope

I am tired, I am afraid

My heart if full of hope