[Lyric] The Glorious Dead (The Crown of Yamhad)

I can see the wounds
The skin is torn
You have lost all the hope
All the dreams fall in grief
I can see the souls longing for departure
You have been the prey, In the jaws of crime
To deep beneath, no day nor night
You hear the screams, its torture time

In the world of chaos
Death rules the earth
The core of integrity
Justifies your torment
You can see the stairway
You are on the way

I can see the wounds
The skin is torn
Burning coal, born from your ashes
Lost the battle, fueled the war
Feel no regret, you died in glory
A mortal being, now a divine
They cut your throat, your voice will thrive
They will dump your corpse, you are beared by the angels