I wrote this tale, I told the story
of battlefields and human glory
“oh, my mighty men, may I stand to be
may I stand up, and be free”

But time has it own decisions to make
Time will one day every man brake
And time as caught me in it's net
the destiny's have been set

My glory, my tale is yet unknown
My histor is an unseen zone
and death that came to me
took my hope, set my soul free

And that is what is, that shall be
this is the short story of me