Blood and steel and the chance to feel
A triumphant march for home
With the gold on our backs in weather-worn sacks
A rest for weary bones

But home is far off from the dull roar of war
That’s ringing in my ears
As we wade through rivers, the cold soaking shivers
Pursue me across the years

And we’re sailing on and on
Will this ever end
And we’re marching on and on
Will this ever end

The weight that drags me to the depth of my grave
Pulls me forward another pace
These straps always chafe, my sword pulls at my waist
A mad grin frozen in place

Was it greed that brought me to the end of these lands
For what adventure might yield
The gold always glitters, the fear always slithers
I’ll go home on my shield

And we’re sailing on and on
Will this ever end
And we’re marching on and on
Will this ever end

-Chorus-
How I long for home
A never-ending road
Always marching, always another battle

-Chorus-