Among the ruins of the past  I am the first. I am the last  Who's laying on the bones of those  Who've found their rest in ancient dust  They brought themselves into this land  Forgotten pleasures, burning sand  The scorching moon was deaf and blind  To all the cries that filled the night  They all have paid the cost of crime  And touched the easy flow of time  Forgotten faces, voices, lives  All disappeared in decline  And I remember them so brave  On their last journey to the grave  They walked like heroes and noone  Knew that their fate already done  And then the heaven turned to hell  It burned them like a demon's spell  The Earth has raised its fiery depths  To send them terrible farewell  The sand was red and hot from blood  And full of bodies torned apart  They whispered prayers to the skies  And died with widely open eyes  And now the silence rules the place  Still keeping secrets of distress  Nobody waiting them returned  Noone to weep for or to praise  They've faced what they were looking for  Destruction, loneliness and war  And all their hopes are in my hands  But they don't need them anymore  Among the ruins of the past  I am the first. I am the last  Who's laying on the bones of those  Who've found their peace in ancient dust  I'm whispering prayers to myself  And singing silent song of death.