Why did you call his name? Why didn't you accept the shame? Why did you grab the sword you could not handle, you could not bear? What did you try to achieve? What did misguide your belief? What did you think to find in useless battles but tears and d**h - but tearful d**h Here lies my dying son Soon my own time will come In the halls of our fathers we shall meet again My world's now an empty shell I'm burning in a living hell And my soul screams out vengeance, I will not return - not return How did you make him gone? How did you slay my son?
Now you will serve the king of pain in his dreadful realm, his fearful realm Where will you meet your d**h? Where do you hide from my wrath? I will not rest til I'm free from the spell and your doom is sealed, a sinister fate - your sinister fare Here lies my dying son Soon my own time will come In the halls of our fathers we shall meet again My world's now an empty shell I'm burning in a living hell And my soul screams out vengeance, I will not return - not return Here lies my dying son - I will not rest until my quest is done...