When the night comes, I walk toward
The tall castle ruins
The snow flakes fall into my eyes
Like frozen tears

I wonder if winter will be long
If the grey storm will be strong
If the call of our ancestors
Will be loud?

The ruins are so old, they keep so many secrets
When the call resounds, enter the forteress
In this forgotten place, men were warriors
In the memorial ruins, memory still alive

Surrouded by the oaks, the great spirit keepers
The ground tells a story about the final battle
The murders of the children, in the XIII century
The blood that covered the snow, in the frozen land


I follow the call, searching for memories
When the stars begin to shine, I walk into the fields
My heart is so full, and my visions disapear
The past was so cruel, in the forgotten ruins

Slaugthered and enchained, the spirits try to whisper
Trying to reach some peace, but they are cursed forever
The return of the shadows, reflected by the walls
This light that doesn't shine in the winter

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