The Hill

Lyrics

A top the hold of grass From the hills The holy sight to last We come to pass How far the drums Take the lives it has Back from where they found Fill them with the ground Death amongst the crown Fill them with the ground Days will find their leave As the dawn to raise All the good they seek I've made a part for ease But never to be seen Back from where they found Fill them with the ground Death amongst the crown Fill them with the ground A top the hold of grass From the hills The holy sight to last How far the drums Take the lives it has A top the hold of grass