The Time Has Come

A misty morning calls me deep
Arise from neath the flame
I leave the battlefields of night
To take arms with the day

The time has come for to rise again
For the ones I cannot name

The open fire father calls for me
The burning message hides
The wind would give me a bar to trade
The pattern of the tides

The time has come for to rise again
For the ones I cannot name

I rest my soul on a distant hill

The time has come for to rise again
For the ones I cannot name i rest my soul
On a distant hill my sleeping form
To disappear