The night all winds were still And silence lay weightly on the soil By a water sat a voiceless man Alone by the moonlit mirror He looked to the horizon with a mournful heart In remembrance of what had been Still he could sence the smoke Of the countless pyres by the stone He let his hands carees the black ground Among this urn`s` dark ashes lies memories of past times hidden Ruins of the times gone by Once all this was his... His name had been carved in stone His image bore into battle But his men were defeated And his temple burned... This mournful man keep silent For the faith in him is gone And the land he fought to defend Has withered in his abscense But still some hearts burn with rage For the desecration of this land Some praise his name at night, Some hail his image high... And the man knows: No lost battle will be forgotten In this timeless war His name had been carved in stone His image bore into battle But his men were defeated And his temple burned... This mournful man keep silent For the faith in him is gone And the land he fought to defend Has withered in his abscense
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