A landscape devasted by centuries of battles A ground where no one rest in peace A grassless castle A river that run to nowhere The cold of eyes like knives Saliently in a no ones arid landscape Shadows...tears... Everything brokened in the ways Throneless...facelesss... I flood myself from the dread of the solitude My company in sadness and sadness My desire during the battles My partner in the end of my life To me remains the glorious past Full of victories and conquests And now i'm just a ghost Longing of my greatful empire With my sword dirty in blood Blood of dreamer's men Almost felt me complete As the nightfal covering the day I saw deep inside in the eyes of death My anguish could be taken by my own hands The steel of my sword through my neck My life fading away in blacknesss