Where sun creates shadow's games where tragic echoes speak of death why Lord why between the ruins through lakes of holy blood I walk in tears for my wasted land Echoes of tragedy carved on my steel in this neverending fight against the beast soldiers of twilight turn back to hell burn in your fire of glory for me will be your end Mothers and children embraced in blood torture and rape will leave their sign after the sorrow I call the holy rage burn in my heart now flames of blind hate Echoes of tragedy carved on my steel in this neverending fight against the beast soldiers of twilight turn back to hell Echoes of tragedy carved on my steel in this neverending fight against the beast soldiers of twilight turn back to hell burn in your fire of glory for me will be your end