Mistweaver - Wanders Of The Battlefield lyrics

We stand alone in the battlefield Our banners wave proud at the chilling wind With fear we fight there're tears in our eyes Awaiting a faith that scares- we cry The flames from the hills and the smoke in the air Are shaking our hearts we're waiting for d**h No hope remains, our lives are condemned Doomed to perish forgotten 'till d**h There's nothing to fight for, there's nothing to do The voices of pain will silence our brains Echoes through the valleys, echoes through the nights A lost call for help of a horn that fell A song will be written, a song will be sung Telling the story, forgetting the names The memories of those ones whose facts will survive Eternally deep in the hearts with thee