Among the ruins of the past

I am the first. I am the last

Who's laying on the bones of those

Who've found their rest in ancient dust

They brought themselves into this land

Forgotten pleasures, burning sand

The scorching moon was deaf and blind

To all the cries that filled the night

They all have paid the cost of crime

And touched the easy flow of time

Forgotten faces, voices, lives

All disappeared in decline

And I remember them so brave

On their last journey to the grave

They walked like heroes and noone

Knew that their fate already done

And then the heaven turned to hell

It burned them like a demon's spell

The Earth has raised its fiery depths

To send them terrible farewell

The sand was red and hot from blood

And full of bodies torned apart

They whispered prayers to the skies

And died with widely open eyes

And now the silence rules the place

Still keeping secrets of distress

Nobody waiting them returned

Noone to weep for or to praise

They've faced what they were looking for

Destruction, loneliness and war

And all their hopes are in my hands

But they don't need them anymore

Among the ruins of the past

I am the first. I am the last

Who's laying on the bones of those

Who've found their peace in ancient dust

I'm whispering prayers to myself

And singing silent song of death.