Bell Of The Falling Castle

Wasted Land

I marched into the field living memories, looking for 
forgotten dreams. My freedom been locked within the key of 
resisting gates, hold up my men!!
The road to triumph paved by warriors agony , this is the 
sign of rambling thunders , unleashing my inner most 
brutality , the bells of death falls in the tottering 
towers.
When the sun of Victory melts down the sea the swords of 
great fighters will steal the bounding hearts oh angel of 
war, behind the rising moon...
Oh dear mothers, hail your martyr sons , the moment of 
pride to come welcome unfolded wings to the land of dusty 
bones ..Oh dear fathers, sing to your bravely sons, the 
history of victory to carve.
All the falling gates, we stepped into spattered flesh, 
seeking for every enemy's skull. The revenge of million 
hundred years feeding my bleeding arms to the grave I will 
send you.
Wraps by fathers mould under the blazing sky, I screamed 
for more and more the sound of steel, echo with every 
sharping breath, the horns of dead men, join the ancient 
roots
When the moon of the victory raise up the sky the sword of 
great fighters will rest in the eyes of eternity oh angel 
of warbehind the burning sun pointing the green with purple
 blood.
Oh dear crown of holly marble , the slipping gown failed 
with terror through my veteran fingers , the blood of kings
 quench my fire, fire.
Now when the lost bell totted I grabbed the sands and smile
 the new century of mystery will begin.
The cursed war is over now, as I stand beside the river, 
the water seems to flow with blood.
The blood of my darkest heaven and the hearses that I made 
around the Kingdom once called hell.
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