Seems that existence has come to an end / Far from the cries of men / Under the gaze of a crying moon / Far from the judgement of men / Here my will has been spent, I will leave this future behind. Remember our fathers / Leaving this world forever / Too sad to see the seeping scar / Tearing apart because men ignorance / Oh sad it is for me to see my father fallen halls / Because here a thousand of men have fought for their pride and glory. Tear of blood cover the stars / Like if their light was gone / Gone with the chants of a dying age / That fades day by day away / See the twilight of honour and pride / Setting this world aflame / May the sword of shame fall down / Free the fury / And enlighten the ruins of these fallen halls. High on their thrones / Passed behind the walls / Of space and time / With hate filled eyes / And spiteful smiles / They point their finger / On the masquerade / On this eternal ruin / On this eternal fall. High on their thrones, with their swords in the hand / As one the were great, an alliance from the past / Blood-written on the stone, their names will survive.