Closing Circles (A Place in Eternity)

Not far from home they did rest for a night
They were building a lair near a fountain
And this treasure he beared,always kept it in sight
In a bag at his belt, save forever

He did lay it beside as he drifted away
He did not recognize a snake appearing
It slipped into his bagtook his place in eternity
By the blink of an eye a dream

Was destroyed,into the never
All the glory of war and the fame are a masquerade
And the life that you search for
Forever a dream, it has always been