One For The Vine

Fifty thousand men were sent to do the will of one His claim was phrased quite simply Though He never voiced it loud I am He, the chosen one In His name they could slaughter For His name they could die Though many there were believed in Him Still more were sure He lied But they'll fight the battle on Then one whose faith had died Fled back up the mountainside But before the top was made A misplaced footfall made Him stray From the path prepared for Him Off of the mountain on to a wilderness of ice This unexpected vision Made them stand and shake with fear But nothing was His fright compared With those who saw him appear Terror filled their minds with awe Simple were the folk who lived Upon this frozen wave So not surprising was their thought This is He, Gods chosen one Who's come to save us from All our oppressors We shall be kings on this world "Follow me I'll play the game you want me Until I find a way back home" "Follow me I give you strength inside you Courage to win your battles" No, no, no, this cant go on This will be all that I fled from Let me rest for a while He walked into a valley All alone There He talked with water And then with the vine They leave me no choice I must lead them to glory Or most likely to death They traveled cross the plateau Of ice up to its edge Then they crossed a mountain range And saw the final plain Still He urged the people on Then, on a distant slope He observed one without hope Flee back up the mountainside He thought He recognized Him by His walk And by the way He fell And by the way He stood up And vanished into air