See the plains lie ghastly silent as being frozen in time   A place of distress where evil still lies vigilant enshrined   Years that passed are now centuries and forgotten seem the   fallen ones   But on lived the memories in the spirits of a battle sons      [Chorus:]   Hear the choirs   Is it the wind that brought back their cries?   Once forged in blood by tragedy   Sharp were the thorns of crimson death      Through the air again our voices whisper   and awake are now your eyes   For too long closed in slumber - but death didn't prove our   demise   By ages so dark we've been sculptured   as fragments of story and tales   As we haunt we are endlessly captured   and shrouded in the wind that here wails      [Chorus:]   Hear the choirs   Is it the wind that brought back their cries?   Forged in blood by tragedy   Dark were the thorns of crimson death      By ages so dark we've been sculptured   as fragments of story and tales   By the place that we haunt we are captured - Against   eternity we can prevail      [Chorus:]   Hear the choirs   Is it the wind that brought back their cries?   Forged in blood by tragedy   Dark were the thorns of crimson death