Lyrics:

He was a young boy
About to be a man
She loved him so
Please, don't go
Down on his knees
The blade passed with ease
Shoulder to shoulder
As it pierces her heart
Out in the fields
The boy becomes a man
Taste of blood in his throat
Feel of death on his hands
He shall fall on this dark
And misty night
As he falls he hears
His loved one cry
Birth of a hero
Death of a man
She'll never understand
Why he left her hand
He was a young boy
And she loved him so
She watched the sun set
And longed for his journey home

Flags fly low
The blade cut deep
Now she must bear the wounds
That bleed memories
Birth of a hero
Death of a man
She'll never understand
Why he left her hand
Birth of a hero
Death of a man
She'll never understand
Why he left her hand
Birth of a hero
Death of a man
She'll never understand
Why he left her hand
Birth of a hero
Death of a man
She'll never understand
Why he left her hand
Birth of a hero
Birth of a hero
Birth of a hero
Death of a man