From the recording Church Of The Falling Rain


Can you hear it?Can you hear the soundOf a heavy tread?Can you feel it in the ground?All we held dearWe have set asideBut with victory nearWe will not be deniedIt's the changing of the guardIt's the marching to the drumTo the beating of our heartsHere we comePast farm and fieldMile by mileWith a sword and shieldLord, we're the rank and fileWe've come to visitYes, we have come to callWe've come to seeYour empire fallIf I should not returnAnd in some far-off kingdom lieHere's a single white roseTo remember me byAnd oh, darlingDon't look that way'Cause if you do, it will haunt meUntil my dying day