The Seventh Seal - Peter Adams

Deep in the dark, with evil on the road

Going to our long lost home

The battle’s behind with blood along the road

Going to our long lost home

Poor little soul, you wander in the cold

But I won’t let you walk for long

The pus and the bile have festered all the while

All across your long lost home

Are you waiting for the green and looking to the sky?

Soldiers, do you bow your heads

And do you want the sun to come like it always does

On and on?

I stood at the pyre with a witch upon the fire

As jagged branches sliced the sky

And inside my head a cold and awful dread

Laughed at what a hell is home

Are you waiting for the green and looking to the sky?

Soldiers, do you bow your heads

And do you want the sun to come like it always does

And the sea to roll?

And the vines to grow?

As the seasons show what’s beneath the snow?

Then cry till you bleed

For the stories you need

Are fading and washed from the morrow

Come take my hand as we dance from this land

To tales that rest with your father

We are frozen here and waiting

We are cold with fear and trembling

And so my shadow grows and eats away inside my bones

So it grows