throw down the sword the fight is done and over neither lost neither won to cast away the fury of the battle and turn my weary eyes for home there were times when i stood at death s own door only hoping for an answer throw down the sword and leave the glory a story time can never change to walk the road the load i have to carry a journey s end a wounded soul there were times when i stood at death s own door only searching for an answer
['album rock', 'art rock', 'blues rock', 'british blues', 'classic rock', 'hard rock', 'progressive rock', 'psychedelic rock', 'rock', 'symphonic rock']