He was a young boy about to be a man
She loved him so, oh, please don't go
Down on his knees the blade passed with ease
Shoulder to shoulder as it pierces her heartOut in the fields the boy becomes a man
Taste of blood in his oath feel of death on his hands
He shall fall on this dark, mystic Knight
As he falls he hears his loved one cryBirth of a hero, death of a man
She'll never understand why he left her handHe was a young boy, and she loved him so
She watched the sun set and longed for his journey home
Flags fly low, the blade cut deep
Now she must bear the wounds that bleed memoriesBirth of a hero, death of a man
She'll never understand why he left her handBirth of a hero, death of a man
She'll never understand why he left her handBirth of a hero, death of a man
She'll never understand why he left her handBirth of a hero, death of a man
She'll never understand why he left her handBirth of a hero, birth of a hero
Birth of a hero, death of a man
Songwriters
YOUNGBLOOD, THOMAS/WARNER, RICHARDPublished by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.