Verse 1

These mist covered moun- tains

Are a home now for me now  

But my home is the low- lands

And always will be 

Some day you’ll return to

Your valleys and your farms

And you’ll no longer burn

To be brothers in arms   

Verse 2

Through these fields of destruc- tion

Baptisms of fire 

I’ve witnessed your suffering

As the battles raged higher

And though they did hurt me so bad

In the fear and alarm

You did not desert me

My brothers in arms   

Verse 3

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 star- light

And every line on your palm

We’re fools to make war

On our brothers in arms

Instrumental

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