[00:00.00] 作词 : Norman, Nödtveidt
[01:29.401]See the plains lie ghastly silent as being frozen in time
[01:36.910]A place of distress where evil still lies vigilant enshrined
[01:43.114]Years that passed are now centuries and forgotten seem the fallen ones
[01:50.254]But on lived the memories in the spirits of a battle's sons
[01:56.989]Hear the choirs
[01:58.546]Was it the wind that brought back their cries?
[02:02.679]Once forged in blood by tragedy
[02:06.168]Sharp were the thorns of crimson death
[02:11.551]
[02:22.293]Through the air again our voices whisper
[02:25.603]and awake are now our eyes
[02:28.992]For too long closed in slumber
[02:32.171]but death didn't prove our demise
[02:35.753]By ages so dark we've been sculptured
[02:39.047]as fragments of stories and tales
[02:42.211]As we haunt we are endlessly captured
[02:45.621]and shrouded in the wind that here wails
[02:49.698]Hear the choirs
[02:51.710]Was it the wind that brought back their cries?
[02:55.712]Once forged in blood by tragedy
[02:58.766]Dark were the thorns of crimson death
[03:05.937]
[04:38.695]By ages so dark we've been sculptured
[04:41.937]as fragments of stories and tales
[04:45.073]By the place that we haunt we are captured
[04:48.402]Against eternity we can't prevail
[05:03.805]
[07:41.968]Hear the choirs
[07:43.809]It was the wind that brought back their cries
[07:47.934]Forged in blood by tragedy
[07:51.176]Dark were the thorns of crimson death