These mist covered mountains
Are a home now for me

But my home is the 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 high
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