The Bedlam Times - Gently Through the Veil Lyrics

Under the sun
The fight rages on
And the east wind is howling
So we've already won
It matters not if we fall
So long as our names are called
And we can answer "our salt
Has not lost its savor"
If your head's in a basket
Or body's in a casket
Or at the bottom of the sea
Or any other misery
Know this my son
That glory will follow
It's neither flag nor fail
Until gently through the veil
When all the pain turns out to be
Nothing but just a memory
Know this my son
That all sorrow gets swallowed
We can never forsake
The promise we made
And abandon the ship
For the shallows to wade
We must stay at our post
And watch for the day when all
The beautiful beaches
Break into pieces
If your head's in a basket
Or body's in a casket
Or at the bottom of the sea
Or any other misery
Know this my son
That glory will follow
It's neither flag nor fail
Until gently through the veil
When all the pain turns out to be
Nothing but just a memory
Know this my son
That all sorrow gets swallowed
"And how can man die better than facing fearful odds
For the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods?"
(Thomas Babington Macaulay)
Don't count yourself unworthy
When you stand we'll all be there
Beside you and inside you
Please don't count yourself unworthy
If you've fought with your last breath
Then the fight is won regardless...
If your head's in a basket
Or body's in a casket
Or at the bottom of the sea
Or any other misery
Know this my son
That glory will follow
It's neither flag nor fail
Until gently through the veil
When all the pain turns out to be
Nothing but just a memory
Know this my son
That all sorrow gets swallowed