A landscape devasted by centuries of battles
A ground where no one rest in peace
A grassless castle
A river that run to nowhere
The cold of eyes like knives
Saliently in a no ones arid landscape

Shadows...tears...
Everything brokened in the ways
Throneless...facelesss...
I flood myself from the dread of the solitude
My company in sadness and sadness
My desire during the battles
My partner in the end of my life

To me remains the glorious past
Full of victories and conquests
And now i'm just a ghost
Longing of my greatful empire

With my sword dirty in blood
Blood of dreamer's men
Almost felt me complete
As the nightfal covering the day

I saw deep inside in the eyes of death
My anguish could be taken by my own hands
The steel of my sword through my neck
My life fading away in blacknesss