Lyrics
When we set out on this journey
Embarking on a journey with confidence and determination
There were no doubts in our minds
No uncertainties in the initial mindset
We set our eyes to the distance
Setting goals and looking ahead
We would find what we would find
Acceptance that the outcome is uncertain
We took courage from our numbers
Deriving strength from unity and companionship
What we sought we did not fear
Fearlessly pursuing the unknown
Sometimes we'd glimpse a shadow falling
Occasional unsettling moments, quickly vanishing
The shadow would disappear
Uncertain shadows disappearing
But our thoughts kept returning
Persistent thoughts going back to a particular statement
To something the boy said
Focus on something significant said by a boy
As we turned to go
Preparing to depart
He said you'll never see our faces again
Warning that faces won't be seen again
You'll be food for a carrion crow
Menacing imagery of becoming carrion for crows
Every step we took today
Reflections during the journey
Our thoughts would always stray
Constant diversion of thoughts
From the wind on the moor so wild
From the harsh moor wind to the captain's child's words
To the words of the captain's child
Impactful words spoken by the captain's child
Something the boy said
Reiteration of the significant statement
In the circles we made with our fires
Conversations around campfires
We talked of the pale afternoon
Discussing a mysterious afternoon
The clouds were like dark riders
Imagining dark clouds as ominous figures
Flying on the face of the moon
Connecting fears to the captain's son
We spoke our fears to the captain
Expressing fears to the leader
And asked what his son could know
Questioning the knowledge of the captain's son
For we would never have marched so far
Realizing the journey's magnitude
To be food for a crow
Rejecting the fate of becoming crow food
Every step we took today
Continued reflections during the journey
Our thoughts would always stray
Ongoing diversion of thoughts
From the wind on the moor so wild
From the moor's wild wind to the captain's child
To the words of the captain's child
Repeating the impact of the boy's words
Something the boy said
When I awoke this morning
Awakening to a grim morning
The sun's eye was red as blood
Symbolic depiction of a foreboding sunrise
The stench of burning corpses
Horror of the aftermath and death
Faces in the mud
Disturbing scenes of suffering
Am I dead or am I living?
Existential questioning amid fear
I'm too afraid to care, I'm too afraid to know
Avoiding confronting the harsh reality
I'm too afraid to look behind me
Fearful of looking back at the ominous fate
At the feast of the crow
Reference to the ominous feast of the crow
We spoke our fears to the captain
Repetition of expressing fears to the captain
And asked what his son could know
Reiterating the unknown knowledge of the captain's son
For we would never have marched so far
Rejecting the idea of marching for crow food
To be food for a crow
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