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[Music by Arkadius, Marcel; Lyric by

[A nameless
So long he is
With a pale face
His way led him
A bloody haze

His yell pierced the cold ghastly
As he his sword to fight evil

So like millions
He in his gore
And who survived
in their minds
For who failed to care
Were dead
Who loves his sword even war

Four children he left
a mournin`mother
All their return nevermore
Their world got lost - in war

on the field, with dew on his eyes
His face stared up to the sky
One final curses his foes
No for his beloved ones