A torn away bliss, a sudden loss
Stood throughout the ages, respectful and reverent
Despite of light overshadowed, disdainful and proud
A declaration of a loss, a mark of inheritance
As proud as once was in the beginning still is
For thousands of years and trials, erect, defiant
In memory of his dead son, concealed and colored
A torn away bliss and its sudden loss
We serve to praise, we serve to praise
From father to son on stone (från fader till son...)
From darinn to son (från darinn till son...)
Relic of decay, its striking wings and story
The wounds from gold will never heal
The fragments of loss will never forgret nor will forgive
A carved stone monument, strengthen and teach us
A remnant of the past in vengeance and honor
A declaration of a loss, a mark of inheritance
As proud as once was in the beginning still is
From father to son on stone (från fader till son...)
From darinn to son (från darinn till son...)
