I'm so far away from all that shit,
I survived Hell, but this not the end.
I'm wading through Battlefield, across all the corpses
To the end of lonely glade, in the unknown Forest.
I´m here, in this inhospitable and Dark Forest
It´s so thick, that when I´m walking between the trees.
My face scratched by stinging twings,
Cold sweat running down my stiffening body.
I Take To Flight with hope to escape
From the terror, that has befallen me.
I Take To Flight with hope to save myself
And my miserable life from death.
The dusk falls down, the haze floats over the land
It was cold, but I was sweating ... with fear.
It was wet and too sultry
In the air of word the misfortune hung.
In the distance I heard the endsounds of Battle
I have this in front of my eyes.
Terrifield I run Across The Dark Forest
With hope to flee from hostile Troops.
In the distance I saw a flabby light, a single hope was born,
The desire for home the fear fell.
In the air of world the misfortune hung,
But I´ve survived, the severity of this land.
I Take To Flight with hope to escape
From the terror, that has befallen me.
I Take To Flight with hope to save myself
And my miserable life from death.