From the Cradle to the Grave

Down the river wild in the starlight from a dream On the oceans vast I drift upon a crest of memories Stories to be told 'round the fires lit at night Oh how I wish to be there in the presence of my kin On and on the broken pawn crawls home While the raging winds descend upon him Embrace it one last time Your memory of me Carry the cross the never-fading aiding Out of my mind as if the sky's cascading Torn and deceived the fallen who swears never to fight again Anguish and fear a horde in dissolution Desperately waiting for an absolution Leave me to die upon the ruins of the old state of grace As the realm is overthrown Pride of lions once now a fading memory Only frozen empty shells that lie in a trail of misery Once we were young and pure all so easily deceived By the widow maker the undertaker is here among the sheep On and on the broken pawn crawls home While the raging winds descend upon him Embrace it one last time Your memory of me Carry the cross the never-fading aiding Out of my mind as if the sky's cascading Torn and deceived the fallen who swears never to fight again Anguish and fear a horde in dissolution Desperately waiting for an absolution Leave me to die upon the ruins of the old state of grace And pray for the night to come From the cradle to the grave A breeding war machine Hands tied as they drift before my eyes And suffocate on lies One by one drops dead it's over Like lambs brought to the slaughter Let me embrace it one last time My memory of you Carry the cross the never-fading aiding Out of my mind as if the sky's cascading Torn and deceived the fallen who swears never to fight again Anguish and fear a horde in dissolution Desperately waiting for an absolution Leave me to die upon the ruins of the old state of grace As the realm is overthrown Whoa