We fight on this field of honour

Maimed bodies everywhere

We mystify our feelings

Thinking anyone cares

This mystical sphere

Malice of the mind

We will soon die here

Our bodies they won't find

They call this a field of honour

But I just feel pain

Four of us against an army

It is just insane

Malediction of the mind

We're the tyrants quarries

Fairy massacre

Is there life beyond death

The tyrants soldiers

Try to pierce my heart

My armour won't last for long

Mind and body will part

Blood enters my mouth

I try to scream

I see blood everywhere

Is this true or just a dream