Sorrow, sadness, all this beauty,
All this humans been betrayd by me,
All of them, by broken voice,
All of them, by my own choise,
Oh when Ill stop, this empty sadness,
Ill stop the sorrow, destroy their darkness,
Ill made them lough, Ill entertain,
Oh I liked their smiles, they liked to train,
I made them strong as they were wishing,
But now their minds forever sleeping,
I wish it to be a lie, I wish to cry,
But they are gone, please tell me why,
They was so young, they was so crazy,
But for this battle they wasnt ready,

As years are passing,
I keep in asking,
Oh evil rulers!
They still are loughing.
Oh foolish humans!
The gold they counting.
Oh stupid wars!
On lifes they mounting.
The honor calls!
To stop the loughing!
The wish of will!
To stop the counting!
The finest steel!
To stop the mounting!

The last battle of me as master,
Seemd to be as great disaster,
But I had smile all the way,
I died in honor in that day.

Why was I happy?
Why was I calm?
On that young lady,
The answer deadly,
As I was ready,
To meet them, lady.

The anciant master died,
This old body is dryd,
On cheer the tear he cryd,
On face the smile he smiled,
His tongue never lied,
As warrior this man have died.