The Time Has Come - Gregorian

A misty morning

Calls me deep

Arise from neath the flame

I leave the battlefields of night

To take arms with the day

The time has come

For to rise again

For the ones I cannot name

The open fire

Father calls for me

The burning message hides

The wind would give me

A bar to trade

The pattern of the tides

The time has come

For to rise again

For the ones I cannot name

I rest my soul

On a distant hill

The time has come

For to rise again

For the ones I cannot name

I rest my soul

On a distant hill

My sleeping form

To disappear