• Call on the face of the fading shore
    See the person who once you were
    Look deep into the past
    See the forces that were amassed

    Here and now, on restless seas
    Turn you face into the breeze
    Do Heaven’s angels sweetly sing?
    Can you hear the sweet bells ring?

    Face the men and say the word
    Tell them all to draw their swords
    Step back, let the battle begin
    Cleave and slice, again and again

    Do you regret that long ago war?
    Do you know what it was truly for?
    Now, you hold to your sadness inside
    Then, you held to your foolish pride

    Forward, forward the horde goes
    And horrid scents assault your nose
    It was not meant to come to this
    After all, how could you miss?

    And so the general meets his end
    Hid heart sinks, his soul will rend
    He knows now how he has fallen
    Through the mourning of his fallen men

    Now the angels sweetly sing
    And he can hear the bells sweetly ring
    But his soul is still on the mend
    To his fallen men for his prayers to send