AGONY CRIES (1999)

And the eagle came,
where his sword has fallen down.
I'm lonely, tired and quiet,
No one can help me,
nor I need...

Standing among the corpses of cronies and enemies,
All gazin'at me, makin' me feel grief,
Reflection of agony cries in my ears...

The sound of sword and helmet on horseback
Echoein' in my ears...

I'm havin' my successive dreams under the torches.
Fortress walls are borders of death,
They're gigantic...

Glitters from the head of arrows carrying
martyrs to the dark clouds,
Glitters from the head of swords carrying
martyrs to the deep clouds,