When we set out on this journey There were no doubts in our minds We set our eyes to the distance We would find what we would find
We took courage from our numbers What we sought, we did not fear Sometimes we'd glimpse a shadow falling Then the shadow would disappear
But our thoughts kept returning To something the boy said as we turned to go He said 'you'll never see our faces again, You'll be food for a carrion crow'.
Every step we took today Our thoughts would always stray From the wind on the moor so wild To the words of the captain's child Something the boy said Something the boy said Something the boy said Something the boy said
In the circles we made with our fires We talked of the pale afternoon The clouds were like dark riders Flying on the face of the moon We spoke our fears to the captain And asked what his son could know For we would never have marched so far To be food for a crow
Every step we took today Our thoughts would always stray From the wind on the moor so wild To the words of the captain's child Something the boy said Something the boy said Something the boy said Something the boy said
When I awoke this morning The sun's eye was red as blood The stench of burning corpses Faces in the mud
Am I dead or am I living? I'm too afraid to care, I'm too afraid to know I'm too afraid to look behind me At the feast of the crow
We spoke our fears to the captain And asked what his son could know For we would never have marched so far To be food, for a crow Something the boy said...
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