[music and lyrics: Boeru]

Heroes of the darkened past,
Listen the tales of the wind
'Cause he has seen the history dying

Times of glory and of swords,
Times of honor,
Living idols, blood and steel,
All these are gone

Heroic times, just heroic times,
Lost through the ages

Riding wild horses on the fields,
Tongues if flames
Kissing swords and shields
And burn the days of the ones who die

Why is so heroic
To die for an aim?
Maybe because we have no faith
Why it seems heroic
To worship a bone idol?
Maybe because our god died