Слова: Blind; Музыка: Таур

 

Looking forward the battle

In the Valley of River

For the glory of Kingdom

Against forces of evil

 

With the first sunny rays,

Which will let us to see

I’ll raise my steel sword

And tell only: (pause) “Begin!”

 

Flying arrows’ll eclipse

Sunlight with their cloud,

Felling axes will slaughter

Foe’s bodies in bites…

 

In the eyes of the warriors

Wild flare of fever,

In their hands cruel weapon

Pouring red bloody rivers…

 

Till the Sun

Will set

The will destroy...

 

But for what

It raised

That battle day!?

 

(~~~Middle~~~)

 

Pure air will smell

With the sweat and the crying,

Pure ground will full

With the blood and the dying…

 

For the interests of future

They take part in the fight,

For the marry of evil

They will crash their lives…

 

Till the Sun

Will set

The will destroy...

 

But for what

It raised

That battle day!?

 

(~~~Solo~~~)