Who said that you could call my brother forward
Place him there upon a line
Waiting for a chance for him to be
Hero

What of his sister gentle
She needed him to be her guide

What of his daughter pure
She wanted him at her young side

What then of his lady
Her dream come true
Nightmare waking

What of his future
Chances never fulfilled
Some never known

Hero
This that you drove him to be
Bleeding miles from his homeland
My brother dying while none go free

Who said that you could call my brother forward
Place him there upon a line
Who said that you could take his future
You blind that can never see

He was already a hero to me