Standing still he remains steady
troops march passed battle ready...

Alone in her room she dreams of wedding bliss
when in reality life goes unnoticed and amiss...

Someday we will reach that golden shore
when we reach there our hearts will soar...

Writhing on the floor screaming in pain
cannot sleep or eat feeling the drain...

Does anybody see what i see?
does anybody feel what i feel...

Our family has been in many American wars
our would come home with many battle sores...

I must say goodbye
i would rather just die...

Red, dark and foreboding, freezing me in my steps
those eyes, death lingers behind them, on me sets...

The capital, a dark foreboding cityscape
no love, just a coldness to illuminate...

Attacking the foundations of wrong
lighting the site with my shinning song...

Young hero, thrust himself into light
he'll take on evil for Prydain's fight...

This sword, fought over for years
it's led to war, suffering and tears...