There's blazing flames firing the skies.
Here's evil's poisoned devour.
Sights from horizon, the land of our love.
Longing for love of our suters.

At the end we stand, price we hold in hand.
Come and walk with us to Forgotten Land.
Leave your cries behind, raise your hands with mine.
Come and walk with us to Forgotten Land.

See our hate now spread through the land,
taking what us to be our.
Blood feel so warm in palms of my hand.
Our blades are now sharper than razors.

By Bob ^_^