Bed of Arrows

Bed of Arrows (Ajay Srivastav)

Last time I saw him he was, lying on a bed of arrows

Lying on a bed of arrows, when the sun came down

We stopped the battle he was, lying on a bed of arrows

Lying on a bed of arrows, on the blood red ground

I walked for miles, tears on my face

Tryna find his resting place.

Through field of war

And even in the darkest night

Guided by eternal light

His soul so pure

His words whispered softly

are heard forevermore

We looked into the blazing sky

The Goddess came from way on high

To sing his verse.

In return for sacred lovce

He could choose the moment to rise above

The universe.

Some say it was a blessing

I felt it was a curse

Last time I saw him he was, lying on a bed of arrows

Lying on a bed of arrows, when the sun came down

We stopped the battle he was, lying on a bed of arrows

Lying on a bed of arrows, on the blood red ground