Bryan John Appleby - Pride of man lyrics

Perched on tops of proud and tadri steeds Sits a large and loud nobility The chatter boasting of their wicked king His filled fat pockets, his plocked fat trees But you and i are among this men Your place is further up and in There find castles gold and cloud With golds and brick But my final blow will shut them in But my final blow will shut them in Land white washed and withered like the heart Of men that stupid grow 'bout in the dark But undereath the surface of the snow A little sappling shoe begins to crawl Each new branch an offered hand For wheary little birds to land And in its shade the tired soul Will rest forever more Above its spouse a lamp of life will glow Above its spouse a lamp of life will glow The king of now has come that shall not pa** And all the pride os man shall break at last Child a little child will lead them on Wolfs shall follow close beside the fall And each new branch an offerd hand For wheary little birds to land And in its shade the tired soul Will rest forever more Abvove its spouse a lamp of life will glow And if i ever see its slide i hope i go