Ancient Rites - Shades Of Eternal Battlefields lyrics

"An old Field Marshall (which would be declared Megalomaniac in Our age but A Hero in

Ancient/Medieval Times) is reliving His Glorious Past and Youth.

Both Are Gone, the Essence of Melancholy."

Captured in this Paradise of Light

I can only Feel Lost

No Grief, No pain

How to Maintain

This world is No Longer Mine

A Warlord I Was, Cities we took

A Warlord I Was, Cities we took

Melancholy fills My Heart

Why did I lose my Youth

Brilliant our Battles were

No Journey too Great

Parades in Conquered Streets

While our Banners were flying High

True Glory could be Found

Inspired by the Root Of All Evil

Memories of Battles

Like Gods of War we Were

Like Gods of War we Were

We sat at Satan's Left Hand

Peace Came...Oppressed instincts

Reign my Land,

This Land is no longer Mine,

Now Our Paradise is Lost...