So spoke my mother
of times in quiet peace
when food was plentiful
no mouths went hungry
and a man was made
through strength and heart
So spoke my father
of battles and heroes
with sword and spear
much blood was spilled
and a man was made
through war and glory
So spoke my woman
of spending life together
sharing all there is to share
in each others arms
and a man was made
through love and passion
So spoke my daughter
of all the days to come
wandering the hidden paths
towards the unknown future
and a man was made
through hope and faith
So spoke we all
of life and all its struggles
what awaits us at the end
of the road we all must walk
and a man was made
through life and death
(Written by Waelden)
