Fiery heat of burning swords
In distant early dawn
Flaming fields of mustard seed
Light up the road we're on
Green the gateway mossy green
Soon it's burned to black
Green the lush of living things
Never coming back
The mist it comes to sooth us
And hide us through the night
The sun gives us strength
Yet another day to fight
War is the work of demons
And pain the devil's play
Grace is the gift of angels
Come to save the day
