Soldier

Here we are at the Fortress of Long Wings My fellows bristling with anticipation At slurp among their supperbowls A map of steam in the rafters overheard Shovelling 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 going 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 The rolling fields grow dark as the grave And I am running 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 ride away Find some better place where We might raise a family My heart is full of hope I am tired And I am afraid My heart is full of hope