Yes, Lord
With the wind the flames were fanned,
Sheath at my side and hilt in hand,
All the carnage disrupting my thought,
Up till the end his soldiers fought.
Yet still I stand by the man, who sealed their fate,
Now by his side I watch and wait,
He tells me to sit and watch the ford,
And in a solemn tone I say, "Yes, Lord"
I ride the hills searching for him,
When at long last I come to the mountain's rim,
I saw the flame and ash and dust,
Where he could not contain his lust.
His thirst for blood could not be tamed,
His weak conscience could not be blamed,
I found him at last near the ford,
And in a worried tone, I asked, "My Lord?"
I watched from above as the battlefield raged,
Fire, once unstoppable, now was aged,
I looked below on their Lord,
Waiting patiently at the ford.
There I saw only three,
Burning a great white tree,
In honor of those who die,
On dragon wings their spirits fly...
With the wind the flames were fanned,
Sheath at my side and hilt in hand,
All the carnage disrupting my thought,
Up till the end his soldiers fought.
Yet still I stand by the man, who sealed their fate,
Now by his side I watch and wait,
He tells me to sit and watch the ford,
And in a solemn tone I say, "Yes, Lord"
I ride the hills searching for him,
When at long last I come to the mountain's rim,
I saw the flame and ash and dust,
Where he could not contain his lust.
His thirst for blood could not be tamed,
His weak conscience could not be blamed,
I found him at last near the ford,
And in a worried tone, I asked, "My Lord?"
I watched from above as the battlefield raged,
Fire, once unstoppable, now was aged,
I looked below on their Lord,
Waiting patiently at the ford.
There I saw only three,
Burning a great white tree,
In honor of those who die,
On dragon wings their spirits fly...