"When I reminisce about all those years
I see many things
Life and death strung together
Like the mountains and valleys
In which we lived
There was wealth and opulence
But also tribulation and loss
There was laughter and song
And there was also tears
But even more than tears
Blood was shed
And so many were left
To their unadorned graves
Unburied
But to us death was but another journey
And close by the darkness
Through which we strode
There was also light
The light of life and immortality
And after all
When I reminisce about those years
I mostly remember our songs
We sang
As if to drown out the sound
Of clashing swords
As if the battle cries fell silent
Because war had lost its meaning"