Land Of The Bloody Unknown

There were letters unopened at the foot of my bed

When i woke up with you in the morn

There were lions roaring on ships in the harbour

The night my true love was born

There's a minstrel singing of the holy dove

On the mountain of old st jerome

There is glass on the floor of the hallway i walk

When the stars bear down from their throne

And the old southern cross is shown

And it points down the sad road home

To the land of the bloody unknown

I heard that your mother took off in the fall

With her pretty curls and her wooden spoon

I heard you whispering to yourself last night

She'll be coming home some day soon

Well the wine you drink is stained deep in your shirt

And just like the sin in my soul

It is never ever ever ever coming out

While the stars bear down from their throne

And the old southern cross is shown

And it points down the sad road home

To the land of the hunter dancing under the trigger

And the bride washing up on the shore

I could never really dance that well

I can't raise the flags or ring them bells

But i can shoot my gun down the line towards my home

To the land of the bloody unknown

There's a black dog watching over me in my sleep

And i stir just to toss him the bone

There's a red moon rising on the hills tonight

Where the stars bear down from their throne

And the old southern cross is shown

And it points down the sad road home