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Resurrection

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Here we wait at the edge of the field To see who'll charge, to see who'll yield For the sun on the armor and the flying dust and straw They charge left, then charge right All we see of the thundering fight Is the sun on the armor and the flying dust and straw And the army runs and clashes In a dark cloud on the ground And the sword's cold lightning flashes To the hot dry thunder's sound The axes rise, the pikes stand tall And in one rattling rush they fall For the sun on the armor and the flying dust and straw The fronts move fast, the sides move slow The wedges meet and down they go In the sun on the armor and the flying dust and straw And the armies part, retiring And the dead rise up and run For their resurrection firing From the low dust-darkened sun The dead reach out, touch and pray For the grail disguised as a bale of hay For the sun on the armor and the flying dust and straw Up they stand, back they go Rejoin the lines as the sun swings low For the sun on the armor and the flying dust and straw The sun on the armor and the flying dust and straw