Gregorian Brothers in Arms

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands 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. Through these fields of destruction Baptism of fire I ve witnessed your suffering As the battle raged higher. And though they did hurt me so bad In my fear and alarm You did not desert me My brothers in arms. There s so many different worlds So many dif