Lyrics: Prayer At The Gate

As childhood died the old year

Made The Soldier reappear


The ash-embowered night and day

As at the gate she prayed


Wyman, am I worthy?

Speak your wordle to me


And drisk shrouded in its cloak

Holway, river, brook and oak


All souls under Orlam's reign

Made passage for the born again


So look behind, look before

Life knocking at death's door


And teake to your dark-haired Lord

Forever bleeding with The Word


So look before, look behind

Life and death all intertwined


And teake to your dark-haired Lord

Forever bleeding with The Word