The Crossing

Bring me down, my father, to the place where I was born
My sword in hand to save these lands, my body, broke and torn
I've quenched my thirst for battle, I've now paid the price
Our hearts hold all the honors, but death now holds our eyes

So reads the stone in an old wooded yard
This grave feeling that I've been here before

Yet, as moments pass, satisfied at last
Memory serves to cast ease of movements flowing fast
In a shadow of a time that was
While in permafrost, all life forces lost
Was it worth the cost each birth being a divorce
From the soil that my stirring tossed?

Tormented, I died, now eased by truth inside
To rest with God, my guide, my soul shall end its futile ride
Beside the cathedral's might
Shrill chill up my back, feel death's slow attack
Walk the beam, cross the track, pain and fear is what I lack
My flame absorbed into the black

For I shall go no farther
In the faces I have worn
In-tere my hand and body banned
To walk this earth no more