When the fire finally extinguished in the morning Sun
I gathered the remnants from the choir, who were slain

This cowardly slaughter I fail to grasp it all
They could not even defend themselves
What beasts were they, who did this to these saints
The need for them to die, I wonder why

Dost thou not see the war that plagues the land
The dragon's campaign to conquer this world

Seven bodies, seven graves I digged for them
For dust thou art, and unto dust shalt thou return
Under the setting Sun I buried the last one
My children now come to me

In these times of Darkness
Where the Dragon attempts to overthrow the kingdom of light
In secret the final defeat of the dragon is being prepared