My mother told me
someday I would buy
a galley with good oars
sail to distant shores.
My mother told me
slumber now
child of mine
for we come with torch aflame.
My mother told me
do not run
your time has come
our kind makes claim.
My mother told me
we come to claim
child of mine
we come to claim your life.
With hearts of stone
and splintering bone
our wake is deadly strife.
My mother told me
sleep tonight
child of mine
for tomorrow morn
the sun won't shine.
My mother told me
pray
doomed child of mine
pray
for we must march time.
someday I would buy
a galley with good oars
sail to distant shores.
My mother told me
slumber now
child of mine
for we come with torch aflame.
My mother told me
do not run
your time has come
our kind makes claim.
My mother told me
we come to claim
child of mine
we come to claim your life.
With hearts of stone
and splintering bone
our wake is deadly strife.
My mother told me
sleep tonight
child of mine
for tomorrow morn
the sun won't shine.
My mother told me
pray
doomed child of mine
pray
for we must march time.
