... When Drums Of War Will Sound

Soul that´s kneeling on icy ground

Where the air meets the scent of steel

She´s guessing where´s the hidden bound

Between her death and skill to feel

Force of raiders is coming forth

Hear the massive blast of hoofs

Search Battlefield in the way of ancient lore

One half to the wood and the rest to the grassland

For now – Hit the drums of war!

Deadly wind whispers in your brain

Space around is still virgin and the calm

Now look into the eyes of tyrant

We´ll be save when the sun will touch the horizon.

Last crimson ray will cut the grass

And it will dissapear to nothing in the forest

Last image transforms into killing desire

Remains just the only wish – to stay alive!!

Crush! Blasting wings of light and dark!

Living ones are shivering in the horror

man by man is...entering the Charon´s bark,

in death all serviced by bone sailor...!

In the land of endless dusk,

sea is red and sky still flaming,

there is no believe and there´s no trust,

Rest In Peace, you dead but standing...