Faces like ashes Like leaden loan Highness of Brandigan You've made them moan Belrapeire... Up in the palace The princess of light That outshined all others And silenced the knight Belrapeire... Blinded enlighted He raises the lance Clamides marshal He loses his stance Walls, slits and merlons With town-dwellers manned With faith and the red knight The armies are banned At the end of the savage Commander Clamide Shattered he lies In the dust of defeat Belrapeire... Exhausted the starved Regather in daze In victories sweetness The slain down souls braise Belrapeire...