Ages Of Glory

Peaceful they lived

In a world without war

Everything seemed to be clear

Riders approaching

Raming all down

Bringing them sadness and tears

Nothing was left

And all was gone

So they had to start their war

Ages of glory

So tells the story

They couldn't win

Because that were born to loose

Kingdom of madness

Filled with their sadness

They were (the) chosen

To give their life away

Nobody argued

Nobody talked

They had their weapons to speak

Fields stained with blood

The battle was done

And the tears just melt in the sand

They lit a light

For those who had gone

They all knew

It was sad but true

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