Almost Home

The wheel of the war is turning, grinding men to mud
Clay made soldiers marching, hope and burnt homes left behind
A broken age is ending in a festival of blood
Offering upon the altar of carrion gods.

Fallen banners drenched in blood of animals and men
Dragged into this carnage brought against their own free will
Burning embers scorch the sky the omens of end times
The last crimson chapter in the story of mankind.

No war, no death can keep me away
A thousand miles and I'll be there with you
The body dies yet the spirit lives on
Once you awake I'll be back home.

With the darkness came the dead, the heralds of the past
Thin as dreams they walk among us, uttering no sound
They beckon us to fallow them into the great unknown
The forgiving and the warm embrace of the earth below.

No war, no death can keep me away
A thousand miles and I'll be there with you
The body dies yet the spirit lives on
Once you awake I'll be back home.

At the gates of Hades I am waiting for the One.