Among the ruins of the past
I am the first. I am the last
Who's laying on the bones of those
Who've found their rest in ancient dust
They brought themselves into this land
Unknown pleasures, burning sand
The smiling moon was deaf and blind
To all the cries that filled the night
They all have paid the cost of crime
And touched the easy flow of time
Forgotten faces, voices, lives
All disappeared in decline
The sand was red and hot from blood
And full of bodies torn apart
They whispered prayers to the skies
And died with widely open eyes

Rust is their armor
Sleep is their sheild
From the darkest of days
On the old balttlefield
Cold is the desert and long is the night
Spreading my shadow
Lighting the torch of the blind

Now only silence rules the place
Still hiding secrets of distress
Nobody's waiting them returned
Noone to weep for or to praise
They've faced what they were looking for
Destruction, loneliness and war
And all their hopes are in my hands
But they don't need them anymore

Lost in oblivion
Piling up bones
In the eye of the storm
Ashes and stones
Nowhere to go nothing to find
Spreading my shadow
Lighting the torch of the blind

Among the ruins of the past
I am the first. I am the last
Who's laying on the bones of those
Who've found their peace in ancient dust
I'm whispering prayers to myself
And singing silent song of death.

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