• Back when iron horses raged across the vast land
    When men die for the land in which their family perished
    The children watch the war pass through the solemn lengths of time
    Like the glass that holds my wine, life can break from one mistake

    Now a desolate landscape adding to the misery and misfortune of your heart
    The screams of death fill the air
    The ground, tainted with the blood of dying warriors

    As I look upon this battle field, a fountain of tears come to my crystal eyes
    The memories of past race through the confines of my mind
    The loss of my beloved brings pain back to my wounds
    My beloved who once brought me laughter of joy now brings me tears to sadden more