Brother Michael's Song
Words and music by Mac Carson © 1990

Brother Michael is my name I forsook wealth, power and fame To serve my god within these monastery walls Here I lived in joy and peace My soul from worldly sins released Until a Viking raider's sword ended it all Chorus There can be only one But as long as I stand on holy ground There will be two, no winner be found And never will Though my wounds were grievous sore Enough to kill five men or more Still I lived while others died and I grew well My brothers praised our Lord above For this sure sign of His love But was this gift from Him or a subtle trap from Hell There can be only one But as long as I stand on holy ground There will be two, no winner be found And never will Out of the dawn the stranger came His face and blade not matching his name Telling me of this long played game, of gift and rules Though he spoke with wit and style Was it the truth or the devil's wiles Until I know I 'll not break my vows and play the fool There can be only one But as long as I stand on holy ground There will be two, no winner be found And never will To give my life up willingly Would damn my soul for eternity And my vows prevent my taking up the sword Within these sacred walls I 'll stay Until the coming of Judgment Day Or until I know we immortals serve my Lord There can be only one But as long as I stand on holy ground There will be two, no winner be found And never will The Kurgan stands outside my door As he has so often before Taunting me and seeking to prick me in my pride But with my brothers safe behind stone I 'll leave him standing out there along To tire of ranting and go away like the tide There can be only one But as long as I stand on holy ground There will be two, no winner be found And never will As I live my endless days The world outside changes its ways Men now sail beneath the seas and in the sky Where our faith did rule supreme That is now an ancient dream And accountants decide which churches live or die There can be only one But as long as I stand on holy ground There will be two, no winner be found And never will The village children now go away Rome says we cost too much to stay The priests now come my ancient home to desanctify All these years I 've guard well Trying to save the world from Hell All for naught as the Kurgan's laugh rings loud outside There can be only one But as long as I stand on holy ground There will be two, no winner be found And never will There can be only one But as long as I stand on holy ground There will be two, no winner be found And never will And never will Unless god wills