Smoking Ruins

For many years ago He left his home behind No farewells or a note Like a thief he fled into the night Heart full of foolish pride He caused a death of his clan's man All prophesies he denied And now in exile he grieves Hear the call of the fallen ones Wisdom of those whose time has gone Live your life bravely my first born son On battlefields fight, don't run The wheel of time keeps turning A boy becomes a man But still shame burns him At last he understands He heads back to his homeland He rides fast like a storm wind But the flames in the horizon Tell there is only death to be found Hear the call of the fallen ones Wisdom of those whose time has gone Live your life bravely my first born son On battlefields fight, don't run By the smoking ruins of his past life He raises his hands to the skies Oh god of thunder God of my fathers Strike me down for what I've done! Hear the call of the fallen ones Wisdom of those whose time has gone live your life bravely my first born son On battlefields fight, don't run Hear the call of the fallen ones Wisdom of those whose time has gone live your life bravely my first born son On battlefields fight, don't run