Panychida - Elite Escort on the Way Through Wood

Part one

Defeated, dead conqueror...

Angels of war are by my side,
I see only red...
As flying through the eternal night,
guessing if I'm dead?

Dark and cold is space around me,
is it devil´s touch?
Unseen fingers turn my body,
my inner shield's been cut!

This is my deal, to serve since I've lost the crown...
that´s what I did, many lifes to rule them cruel...
Chains on my arms, heavy, foul and rusty steel,
there is no way to hide, before so distressing feel...
Part two

Hunters' captain; mage:

Weariness is only my sense...
when the hell is gone.
Emptiness has conquered my mind,
instead of heart frozen stone.

I close my palm round shivering staff,
light is nearly shed...
Looking round through clouds of madness,
guessin' if I am not dead?
Part three

Father-wood speaks:

Clangour voice of sharpened weapons,
anthem of the swords...
Choral sound of hard-bitten throats
battering ram... to... break through walls!!!

Elite escort of on the way through wood,
survivors of world war!
Destined too soon to be adult,
practised warriors... lost lads are now coming home!

This is my deal, to serve since I've lost the crown...
that's what I did, many lifes to rule them cruel...

Chains on my arms, heavy, foul and rusty steel,
there is no way to hide, before so distressing feel?