iris dement – not with deserters lyrics
not with deserters from the battle
that tears my land do i belong
to their co+rs+ praise i do not listen
they shall not have from me one song
poor exile, you are like a prisoner to me
or one upon a bed of sickness
dark your road, o wanderer
of wormwood smacks your alien bread
here into smoke and fires that blacken
our lives, the last of youth, we throw
who, in the years behind us, never
sought to evade a single blow
poor exile, you are like a prisoner to me
or one upon a bed of sickness
dark your road, o wanderer
of wormwood smacks your alien bread
we know that in the final reckoning
no hour will need apology
no people in the world are prouder
more tearless, simpler, than are we
poor exile, you are like a prisoner to me
or one upon a bed of sickness
dark your road, o wanderer
of wormwood smacks your alien bread
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