Beyond the trembling lives of the children
You can hear the voice of the ones that don’t belong
And the lamentations of those who died along
Again the song will live through them
In the face of the rising hurt, rising glory
Another spear for another lost battle…liberty
The walls come down upon us all
Most unlikely that the eyes will scatter
Away from the blood river
Is there not something more to the fall
Of such a great yet threatened empire
On the edge of the madness, never slay the vampyre
Whisper within the undecided ranks
Through rage and back into this pale shade of oblivion
Death has never been so soothing for the sobbing Lass that longs
Hearts torn apart but always for the sake of time
Glorious victories soon forgotten in order to make way
To the deafened men and women who know not how to pay
The price of freedom clinging on every rime
Lyrics to an unsung song, unsung melody of departure
Life and death collide, and make one through the rupture
Intact minds yet easily shattered shields
Nothing portrays the wrath of these soulless entities
Battlefields painted red, yet no one knows of its possibilities
Soon the feeling leaves none and all with the hate that bleeds
Can’t crawl away, can’t hide in the never ending shadows
Can’t push through the decaying meadows….