In the forest of moonlight

the secrets of ancient battler are hidden.

But in the northern lands

the memory of the brave still remain.



Between the trees at the meadow

the sounds of war still echoes.

In the grass at the meadow

the blood still flows.



In the forest of moonlight

the secrets of ancient battler are hidden.

Forever they are lost.



At the meadow in the forest

all of them died by sword,

to step into the neverending fight

at the hall of our lord.