These mist-covered mountains
Are a home now for me
But my home is in lowlands
And always will be


Someday, 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's 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're fools to make war
On our brothers in arms