Mighty Friends - Carved in Stone

Have you seen the riders on their horses

As they were riding through the night?

Their bright eyes were shining so mighty

Though they still were tired from the fight

Where do they come from?

Where do they go?

They are so different from you

You’ll never know…

Their hearts are of fire

Their souls are so true

They are men of honour

Not false ones like you!

Did you hear the distant thunder raging

And the ravens croaking in the fields?

Did you see the proud eyes of those swordsmen?

Did you see the signs on their big shields?

They came from somewhere

Out from the dark

Like a bright fire

Out from a small spark…

If you haven’t seen them

Or if you think they’re bad

If you think they’re dangerous

Then you must be mad!

Then rot in your own world!

Then you’ll never see

The proud swordsmen riding

Riding with me!

Pray to your weak god

Hate and ignorance;

Yes, you will die lonely

But I will die in the arms

Of my friends…