Dawn broke in the East, sky red as the ground
My black crows crying, dead scattered around
He caught my eye, a soldier alone
Wings stained crimson with blood not his own

He stood, eyes trained on a spot in the West
Skin unblemished, sword clutched to his breast
Unbothered by War, untouched by my hands
The lone man who walked through the valley of death

Ancient one, lonely one, come rest your head
I'll hold you gently, safe in death's grasp
I smile upon you, my weathered champion
Come ancient wanderer, come home
This is your hour

I followed him closely, my birds at his side
Yet his power over me could not be denied
His feats grew in number, his body count soared
One life to be lived, a life steeped in war
Mortal years passed, empires rose and fell
Yet my warrior's bloodthirst could not be quelled
He slaughtered and fought, untethered still
Alone, and unwavering, the man on the hill

Ancient one, lonely one, come rest your head
I'll hold you gently, safe in death's grasp
I smile upon you, my weathered champion
Come Ancient Wanderer, come home
This is your hour

Then one day, my lost soul claimed a friend
One soaked in bloodshed who fought for no one
His anarchist ways changed my warrior's mind
Together they built an empire with pride
A place in the north far from the world's eye
They fought for each other through many a war
Two warrior brothers who ne'er could die
No matter how I wished them to be by my side

Ancient one, lonely one, come rest your head
I'll hold you gently, safe in death's grasp
I smile upon you, my weathered champion
Come ancient wanderer, come home
This is your hour

Then came the day I saw my chance
To join him if only for barely a breath
A family we made, a son we raised
Until my duties called me away
My son the musician, his words brought me pride
His stringed guitar always at his side
I watched as he grew, I watched as he fled
My warrior left all alone once again

Ancient one, lonely one, come rest your head
I'll hold you gently, safe in death's grasp
I smile upon you, my weathered champion
Come ancient wanderer, come home
This is your hour

Soon, as his son and his friend came together
My angel of death flew faster than ever
Into a war he flew once again
To search for his son and his warrior friend
He found one alone in a man-made cave
A button to raze the land he had made
Sword in hand, my angel cried
As his son laid in his arms and died

Ancient one, lonely one, come rest your head
(Come rest your head)
I'll hold you gently, safe in death's grasp
(Safe in death's grasp)
I smile upon you, my weathered champion
Come ancient wanderer, come home
This is your hour

And so my wanderer settled again
This time in a land raised by his own son's hands
Until the time of their return came at last
And my lonely warrior raised his sword at last
Withers he summoned with nary a thought (nary a thought)
As bombs exploded and hungry wolves fought (hungry wolves fought)
His son's final monument crushed into sand (crushed into sand)
Chaos and bloodshed once more on his hands (on his hands)

Ancient one, lonely one, come rest your head
I'll hold you gently, safe in death's grasp
I smile upon you, my weathered champion
Come ancient wanderer, come home
This is your hour

Ancient one, lonely one, follow my power
Come to death when it is your hour (when it is your hour)
One life to live, live on in my name
My angel of death, the pride of my reign (the pride of my reign)