The dusk
Finally fell
The screams rose
And they fell too
Moaning and Crying
Fill my ears
With the coming wind
Blowing them finally away

The cold ground
Embraces me

My last lover
That I'll ever see

No more spirits strong
To taste to lift my own
All I have is blood and dirt
All sadly mine

The moon has risen
With it the darkness

No more must I
Curse the coming light

Most of all I sense
The endless smell
Of hundreds of corpses
With all that came from them as they died

my legs
No more obey me

I'll have to rest here
And savour all that is

As I lived
So I now die
By my sword I came to be
By my sword I'm left to lie