I marched into the field living memories
Looking for forgotten dreams.
My freedom been locked within the key of resisting gates
Hold up my men!
The road to triumph paved by warriors agony
This is the sign of rambling thunders
Unleashing my inner most brutality
The bells of death falls in the tottering towers.
When the sun of Victory melts down the sea
The swords of great fighters will steal the bounding hearts oh angel of war
Behind the rising moon...

Oh dear mothers, hail your martyr sons
The moment of pride to come welcome unfolded wings to the land of dusty bones
Oh dear fathers, sing to your bravely sons
The history of victory to carve.
All the falling gates, we stepped into spattered flesh
Seeking for every enemy's skull.
The revenge of million hundred years feeding my bleeding arms to the grave I will send you.
Wraps by fathers mould under the blazing sky
I screamed for more and more the sound of steel Echo with every sharping breath, the horns of dead men
Join the ancient roots

When the moon of the victory raise up the sky
The sword of great fighters will rest in the eyes of eternity
Oh angel of warbehind the burning sun pointing the green with purple blood.
Oh dear crown of holly marble
The slipping gown failed with terror through my veteran fingers
The blood of kings quench my fire, fire.

Now when the lost bell totted I grabbed the sands
And smile the new century of mystery will begin.
The cursed war is over now, as I stand beside the river, the water seems to flow with blood.
The blood of my darkest heaven and the hearses that I made around the
Kingdom once called hell.