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