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