I walk through the calm forest in the time of And only the dark memories are left from these There's pieces of armour skeletons Of men lying on the ground They were killed by the stab of the sword
Before me thousands of dead knights Beneath of my feets skeletons And only the memories Are left of this Knighthood
On this ground fought for domination, But no one stayed alive And no one knows why that even one life, survive It must have been the powers of evil, That killed rest of the On this bloodstained ground, That which stories has been told