I still remember those days of our innocence.
Rising clouds on horizon.
We laughed in the sun, how we use to sing for the moon,
howling with wolves through the night.
Now I'm standing on ruins all alone by the broken throne
just too defeated to cry.

We are abandoned by gods,
blinded by love.

Gore, for all the glory,
for the one without name, for the bringer of pain.
Home, when restless are waters,
I'll come like a hero and heroes don't cry
for love.

I still remember the touch of my lover,
the warmth of our spring morning sun.
And like a hero I rose up against the storm.
Darling, I thought I knew.
Now I'm standing on ruins all alone, thinking about
how fortune favours the brave

We are abandoned by gods,
blinded by love.

Gore, for all the glory,
f or the one without name, for the bringer of pain.
Home, when restless are waters,
I'll come like a hero and heroes don't cry
for love.

We are abandoned by gods,
blinded by love.

Gore, for all the glory...