When you go they'll wrap me in linen Kiss my lips once before they turn pale On this morn you ride to the haunted mountain And no one will hear of this tale I have carried a blade from a young age And I value the skills I have kept I have but one fear, to end in a cage So I go with a mind full of death. And oh, I would have followed you down to the end My captain my king. And oh, I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead But I ride to find my own meaning When you go I'll shed these maiden's clothes And my lips move with prayer on my breath As a boy or a man I can face the blackness For we meet with the armies of death And oh I would have followed you down to the end My captain my king And oh I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead But I ride to find my own meaning. Fire consumes the heart that teaches The captain of evil to fall Desire as pure as a man that reaches The humble hero in us all Oh I would have followed you down to the end A My king And oh I would have followed you down to the paths of the dead But I ride to find my own meaning.