Sword Song

Skeleton in black armour
Comes riding on a white horse
Boat floats down the river
Can't find its course

I'm turning my sword into a flower
My sword into a flower

Death is about the ending
And also the beginning
Black flag with a white rose
I'm waiting in a cold wind
Unfolding each hour in Sun, in showers

I'm turning my sword into a flower
My sword
My sword