I walk through the calm forest in time of knights And only the dark memories are left from these times pieces of armour on skeletons men lying on the ground They were killed by the of the sword
Before me lays thousands of knights Beneath of my feets lays skeletons And only the dark memories left of this Knighthood
On this ground all fought domination, But no one stayed alive And no one knows why even one life, Didn't survive It must have been the powers of That killed the rest of the men On this ground, That which stories has been told