Solitude was calling him He came to meet it Was standing face to face With the judge of his own soul That was the time of punishment For the desires For the pain of the defeated For betrayal of the faithful For spoiled blood For the honour, which was given away And for the cry of innocent It was that time! Crying sould has been getting silent When the power became stronger And betrayal was so glorious Solitude will cover him He will be closed in the mansion of darkness And, for the moment of peace It will leave only scary memories...