( Rhapsody )

Where sun creates shadow's games

Where tragic echoes speak of death

Why Lord why between the ruins

Through lakes of holy blood

I walk in tears for my wasted land

Echoes of tragedy carved on my steel

In this neverending fight against the

Beast soldiers of twilight turn back to

Hell burn in your fire or glory for me

Will be your end

Mothers and children embraced in

Blood torture and rape will leave

Their sign after the sorrow I call the

Holy rage burn in my heart now

Flames of blind hate

Echoes of tragedy carved on my

Steel in this neverending fight

Against the beast soldiers of

Twilight turn back to hell burn in

Your fire or glory for me will be

Your end