Song for a Warrior

There is a growing Golden light A flower unfolding Behind the mirror of your eyes If an angel could hold up In his polished white hand I know he'd release it Like a bird to the sky Now you are a warrior Who will conquer this land On a horse made of clouds You will scatter the sands Some people say God is long dead But I heard something inside you With my head to your chest Within All the wrong They say I have done Their lies A seed Of a million more Just waiting to become Send them home Send them home Send them home Send them home Use your sword Use your voice And destroy And destroy Then begin again --- Song For a Warrior - Swans