Men would fight to death to prevent dying

Shortly after the beautiful twilight
Shadows are blending into the night
Fallen men're vanishing from view
Predators have become the prey

Desperate men are concealing their identity

What the mysteries they had inside?
This hopeless scenery cannot lie
Souls aren't whispering from beyond
Lives have passed into damnation

The opportunity to join these unfortunate souls will remain

Faces... do not smile
Forces... did not abide
Everything they decided not to take with was left untouched until the end
Hopes... did not make
Lives... were fully drained
Spirits arose from behind the tombstones to fight with fury against this supreme enemy

Behold, it's the nightfall; they will follow wraiths' call
Suffering from the steel and flame they didn't know wherefrom the death came
Dead men aren't wielding swords or shields, these are the scenes on the battlefield
When they run out of blood they can enter into underworld

Do not even whisper a word
This tranquility lies like grave
Which departs the fool from the brave?
The answer lies on this scene

Dead men aren't wielding swords or shields, these are the scenes on the battlefield