Remind me of the past
The time of warriors
When one could fight
With freedom of triumph at war
Honour and majesty
The days of a master
Teaching an apprentice
Before global warfare
And mass controlling superpowers
A time of honour, gone
Technology was not yet
Though it is never needed
A free spirit would walk
Doing as it pleased
In these days of pending darkness
We barely notice the changing seasons
The smells of nature
A feeling of real life
It floats by, almost separately
For nothing now we are
And our time of honour, long gone...
