it's only impossible until someone does it.

JUST BECAUSE AN IDEA SOUNDS CRAZY DOESN'T MEAN IT WON'T WORK.

I'M AN ELDER WARRIOR. LOOK AT MY FACE THERE'S 

NOTHING HIDDEN. THESE EYES HAVE WITNESSED THE 

FIERCEST BATTLES AND BROUGHT THE MEMORY HOME.

I'VE STOOD IN THAT PLACE WHERE DEATH PRESSES IN

FROM ONE SIDE WHILE LIFE IS SQUEEZED OUT THE OTHER. YOU HEAR EVERY SOUND, YOU CAN SMELL THE BLOOD AND VOMIT, YOU HEAR MEN DIE IN AGONY AND SEE OTHERS PISS THEMSELVES IN FEAR. BE KIND AND FINISH THEM SWIFTLY SO THEIR MOTHERS WILL FORGIVE YOU. YOUR SENSES POSSESS ALL OF LIFE IN THESE MOMENTS OF FURY SO MARVEL IN THE BLOODY MADNESS. IF YOU ENDURE AND BY GRACE GET ANOTHER CHANCE SEEK THE TENDERNESS OF A WOMAN TO FREE YOUR SUFFERING. LEAVE YOUR DEFENCES ON THE BATTLEFIELD AND LET HER HEAL YOUR SOUL. SOON ENOUGH THE SCOURGE OF WAR WILL STEAL HER SCENT BUT SHE FOREVER REMAINS YOUR LAST VISION OF BEAUTY. DEATH IS NEVER FAR AWAY SO NOTHING IS LOST BY THE WARRIOR WHO DEDICATES THEMSELVES TO THOSE YOUNGER. SHAPE THE CHILD SHAPE THE WORLD. LIVE YOUR DESIRE AND DIE FIGHTING FOR IT.

words and music Paul Hookham