गाने
Hear now the words of outsiders looking in
Heavens above reject us as it seems
For your sins my life would end
Now my voice cries out to you
For they took away more than you know
Listen to us, soldier
Can you hear that other voice inside?
Hold close the spirit world and cultivate our bonds...
See, there was life growing within
Our would-be child, growing inside the womb
But that soul was snatched away
Never saw the light of day
For the hands of God denied its birth
Walk now your path, soldier
And avenge our death with might
Hold close the spirit world and cultivate our bonds...
And so her voice would fade away
Now the soldier rise in rage
Facing the dweller by his side
"Teach me how to keep them close"
Take now this urn, to place their remains in
A handful of her, and soil from this place of sin
And their voices you shall hear
They shall echo loud and clear
From their place of death now you must go
Off you shall go, soldier
And explore the wilderness with them
Hold close this sacred urn and beyond life you'll see
And so the soldier walked away
In his hands the sacred urn
Far from the men of God he'd go
Into the wilderness beyond
