Cold grey steel in a shallow bed
Where the heavy winter fell
Silver plating stained a rusted red
Ringing like a broken bell
Thunder rolls across the plain
Heavy boots and freezing rain
One lone helmet in the clay
Wait for light to find the way
Banners torn in the frozen wind
Sinking in the blackened peat
Where the line of battle thinned
Underneath a thousand feet
Smoke is thick in the velvet sky
Soot is clinging to the skin
Watch the heavy arrows fly
Where the bitter wars begin
Thunder rolls across the plain
Heavy boots and freezing rain
One lone helmet in the clay
Wait for light to find the way
Hymns of old in a hollow tone
Singing for the nameless ghost
Left behind and all alone
Standing at the furthest post
Copper coins on a closed eyelid
Buried in the salted loam
Where the ancient secrets hid
Far away from any home
Thunder rolls across the plain
Heavy boots and freezing rain
One lone helmet in the clay
Wait for light to find the way
Iron in the mud.
Iron in the mud.
