The Earth stretched its boundless space Enveloped north and south, west and east The stone clouds covered welkin Solar light hid in their tops
Forces stands motionlessly along edges of the valley In expectation of the inevitable order Grey mist stopped on point of spears Swords wait for their hour
The rain rushed, washing brilliant armours War cry spreaded all over the battlefield Armies have plunged into the battle Have remained only moments till beginning
Swordstorm, tempest of spears Shields crush, like autumnal leaves Rain of arrows and water can't differ any more Peak of day is coming
Dead already more than alive Only water streams are poured from above Ring slowly ceases The time of events approach to the end
The valley immersed in darkness Horses wander in loneliness Just rain drum on armours Diluting purple colours
I hear the whisper of the ancient lands I remember everything that happened I remember all who is gone The wind whisper their names Above the moonlight ground
Silence in the air Imprints of day on the ground Remembrances in memory of people About death and glory