War Victim

Wintertide has begun

The wind is whispering of evaporated hope

As I lie here

On the icecold ground

Drowning in my blood

Drowning in desperateness

Far from here, I see a light

Let myself fall, set my fist

Lost are the times of heroic deeds

Only disorder an death remained

Faith is gone

Everything plunges into darkness

And I wait until I fade away

Far from here, I see a light

Let myself fall, set my fist