A tomb of dread!Hope´s go mysteriously dark.
The sun the only light to thee,
no where else the hope lay.
When the tomb bell rings,
the knights,the soldiers merge.
For the time to succumb their breaths,
their life proceeded their victory to death.


In the immense ground of battlefield
where written their identidy through bloodsheds.
They fought,they lost and they were caused.
But,thee gained the victory to immortality.
Profound knights,in the tomb of life and dead,thee gave thine breath,
to build sounds of peace.
Thee gained the victory to immortality.

Thine sacrifice,thine blood,thine today
never bears to go in vain.
Thee gained the victory to immortality.
Immortal joyous awaits thee after thine pain.
And thee will never be in pain anymore.
The knights gained the victory to immortality.

Aotula jamir.