We fought hard for the hill We held fast for our ground But the enemy raged still We knew victory may not be found As we began to fall on that hill
The war waged on day and night Our adversaries taunt us Enemy attacks create a fright The memories of battles hunt us As we lost the battle in the night
Our enemy chased us to the sea A massacre on that ******? shore On the beach we begin to flee To avoid all the blood and gore We boarded ships to sail the sea
Our ships were filled with blood Our fallen friends lay still on the floor Our ship sailed red from the flood Our troops could take no more Our regiment could shed no more blood
Our ships sailed across the sea Sights were a secret to keep The war was too much to see I began to drift to sleep As we sailed across the sea
As I slept, a dream I dreamt A nightmare of my own demise A battle where my fortunes spent Where my whole arm dies Still I’m terrified by the dream I dreamt
I remember the terror in that dream Like a defendant in a courtroom scene Guilty of a crime it seem No one to trust, no friend on whom to lean I could never wake from this dream
With ****** hands I sat in jail My victim was my own heart’s fate To my torture, justice prevailed I’m tortured by my cellmate All of my days spent in this jail
One day a guard came with a key He opened my cell door He set me free But like a monster with blood and gore I was trapped without a key
I saw the sins of my life All the men I’d killed Just to take their wife All I’ve done and I’ve willed Has incomplete this wretched life
Like a rock tied to my foot Sinking to fast in a raging My lungs and water meet My sins bear fruit, I see As the stone weighs down my feet
Under the salty water Sins sting my soul like eyes with salt My breath begins to falter The penalties I deserve become a vault As my lungs fill with that water
In this dream I wash up on a beach It seems I will never die That the end is where I’ll never reach No matter how much I’ll cry Until I finally died on the beach
I woke up from this nightmare dream Lying in this dark ship’s hull I walk out to glorious sun beams And over the dream I mull Then I lived the terrible dream
I’ve seen all the sins I’ve made I looked up and asked the way All the pain on my heart has been laid Then blue skies turned to gray And my way was made
At a port we met a man Said he would sail a ship across the stormy sea When we made it to our land Our enemy ruled all that we could see And we followed the foreign sailor man
We made our way across our homeland Through the lands our enemy had taken In the weeks since we’d left our cherished land The fate of the people seemed forsaken As we saw what remained of our once-beautiful homeland
From the shore, we could see the hill The foreign man said we should march to that place The memories of that fateful night lingered still Days went by and we still race To that steep bloodstained hill
We journeyed across our war-raged land Fighting with our enemy attackers The man from the port, that foreign man Saves us from these ****** matters Fighting through pain for our land
On our way to the hill We fought many battles along the way And made our way not by our skill But then some blood to add It seemed the battle once again ended at the wall
The foreign man had been killed Our battle seemed to have been lost As if enough blood hadn’t already been spilled The morning next was cold with frost The hope for the war seemed to have been killed
But when all hope was gone And our pain began to rise When our enemies were bearing down He came back and ended our demise And all fear for loss was gone
Things had become good again Good for the first time since the beginning The sad things of the world became a gem The once hopeless battle now winning All things were become good once again
He returned from the dead He defeated our enemies He stood in our stead He became our remedy Then we powered ahead
We charged up the hill Toward the great mountain peak The journey was filled with thrill The foreigner led us, the weak And leads us upon this mountain still
He saved us all From the wrath of our adversaries From the sin of ourselves