Eleanor ForteDon’t know where they areYet I feel they’re right beside meI’ve crossed so many corpsesJust the thought of good men dying
Found so many strangersWhom are lost or scared or deadFamilies torn apartAnd the murderers have fled
Fire in the distanceSparked by hope and sparked by violenceI know I need to help themThey’ll die without my guidance
But who am I to save themIn a forest of my deathCome a few more minutesI’ll heave my final breath
Don’t know where they areYet I feel they’re right beside meI’ve crossed so many corpsesJust the thought of good men dying
Found so many strangersWhom are lost or scared or deadFamilies torn apartAnd the murderers have fled
Fire in the distanceSparked by hope and sparked by violenceI know I need to help themThey’ll die without my guidance
But who am I to save themIn a forest of my deathCome a few more minutesI’ll heave my final breath