Song of the Swords

A clash of steel A blinding light Is this the start of Chaos' fight? We were born to be free Not to live in terror under tyranny My eyes were blind I could not see What was this kind of sorcery? I heard a murmuring in the night Black swords hanging cold as ice Will they lead me to Paradise? Take up the sword And take up me The Chaos lord's answer is to be Your path is chosen, you have no choice Come join us now, thus spoke the voice Paradise, is this my Paradise? The cool brain tortured by neurotic fears The man of ice melts in shameless tears The journey onward, it never ends How you're alone with so few friends... --- Song of the Swords - Hawkwind