These mist covered
mountains are a
home now for me
But my home
is the lowlands
and always will be
Some day you'll
return to your valleys
and your farms
And you'll no longer
burn to be
brothers in arms
Through these
fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
I've witnessed your
suffering as the
battle raged higher
And though they did
hurt me so bad
in the fear and alarm
You did not desert me
my brothers in arms
There's so many
different worlds
so many different suns
And we have just
one world but we live
in different ones
Now the sun's gone
to hell and the
moon riding high
Let me bid you farewell
every man has to die
But it's written in
the starlight and every
line in your palm
We are fools to
make war on our
brothers in arms