I walk through the forest in the time of knights And only the dark memories are left from these times There's of armour on Of men lying on the ground They were killed by the stab of the sword
Before lays thousands of dead knights Beneath of my feets skeletons And only the dark memories Are left this Knighthood
On this ground all fought for domination, But one stayed alive And no knows why that 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