When you go they ll wrap me in linen
Kiss my lips once before they turn pale
On this morn you ride to the haunted mountain
And no one will hear of this tale
I have carried a blade from a young age
And I value the skills I have kept
I have but one fear, to end in a cage
So I go with a mind full of death.
And oh, I would have followed you down to the end
My captain my king.
And oh, I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead
But I ride to find my own meaning
When you go I ll shed these maiden s clothes
And my lips move with prayer on my breath
As a boy or a man I can face the blackness
For we meet with the armies of death
And oh I would have followed you down to the end
My captain my king
And oh I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead
But I ride to find my own meaning.
Fire consumes the heart that teaches
The captain of evil to fall
Desire as pure as a man that reaches
The humble hero in us all
Oh I would have followed you down to the end
My king
And oh I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead
But I ride to find my own meaning.