I walk through the calm forest in the time of knights and only the dark memories are left from these times There's pieces of armor on skeletons of men lying on the ground They were killed by the stab of the sword
Before me lays thousands of dead knights Beneath of my feet lays skeletons And only the dark memories are left of this Knighthood
On this ground all fought for domination but no one stayed alive and no one know why that even one life, didn't survive It must have been the powers of evil, that killed the rest of men on this bloodstained ground, that which stories had been told