Travelling through the cool morning haze
Warrior held a powerful gaze
Stretching over this field of wrath
The homeward trek stretching out for days
Union with nature her eyes softly spoke
Each morning with song of birds he awoke
Scent of a meadow, wisdom of trees
Bloodshed and anger they seem to revoke
The war of our time, not yours nor mine
Immune against the hatred of man
Roots anchored deep in rock and sand
The bane of humans, the hatred and grief
Our solemn warrior will find no relief
Mid-day the sunlight took shape through the trees
Rays of gold led his hands and his feet
Stones that hammer his feet from below
Long-forgotten taste of the homely sweet
Sword-wound is crying, red tears it weeps
Mysterious wizard he will have to meet
One drop of poison and the warrior's free
Spirit ascending, his comrades he'll meet
The war of our time, not yours nor mine
Warrior held a powerful gaze
Stretching over this field of wrath
The homeward trek stretching out for days
Union with nature her eyes softly spoke
Each morning with song of birds he awoke
Scent of a meadow, wisdom of trees
Bloodshed and anger they seem to revoke
The war of our time, not yours nor mine
Immune against the hatred of man
Roots anchored deep in rock and sand
The bane of humans, the hatred and grief
Our solemn warrior will find no relief
Mid-day the sunlight took shape through the trees
Rays of gold led his hands and his feet
Stones that hammer his feet from below
Long-forgotten taste of the homely sweet
Sword-wound is crying, red tears it weeps
Mysterious wizard he will have to meet
One drop of poison and the warrior's free
Spirit ascending, his comrades he'll meet
The war of our time, not yours nor mine