The General

Up he rose &forth they went
Into the battleground, fortress, tent
Mountains, wilderness, fields &farm
The soldier &the general arm in arm
Off they ride
Side by side
«Through the travail of ages
Midst the pomp &toils of war
Have I fought, strove and perished
Countless times under the stars
As it through a glass and darkly
The ageal stripe I see
I fought in many guises, many names
But it was always me…»
Off they ride
Side by side
I was there in…
Lived &died…
So up he rose &forth they went
Into the battleground, fortress, tent
Mountains, wilderness, fields &farm
The soldier &the general arm in arm
Off they ride
Side by side