[Intro;Tribal drums,Harp] [Verse 1] Dressed for battle Sword on their side Shield carried upon their back Battle ax in the right hand [Verse 2] It’s time to climb the hill Time to gather round the vision stone Time to receive their vision of life and death Before they go to the gods [Chorus] Warriors young and old Those in their prime Those who are in their winter season of life Upon each a vision is given [Interlude;Harp;Tribal drums] [Verse 3] The climb is steep Not for the weak of mind or heart Carrying their tools of war Battle scars that remind him of days gone by [Verse 4] Warriors who’ve gone before line the trail To guide them Encourage them The chosen will not fail Warriors never fail [Chorus] Dressed for battle Sword on their side Shield carried upon their back Battle ax in the right hand [Interlude;Tribal drums] [Verse 5] At the top of the hill is the vision stone A pillar that points to the heavens Surrounded by warriors Each kneels before the stone Flames dancing on the stone Images of battle in the flames [Verse 6] Each will see what is to come What has passed Each will receive their vision For some it’s the last thing their mind will see [Interlude;Tribal drums] [Outro] Dressed for battle Sword on their side Shield carried upon their back Battle ax in the right hand [Fade to END] [END]
