Fought:
I'm so far away from all that shit,
I survived Hell, but this not the end.
I'm wading through Battlefield, across all the corpses
To the end of lonely glade, in the unknown Forest.
I'm here, in this inhospitable and Dark Forest
It's so thick, that when I'm walking between the trees.
My face scratched by stinging twings,
Cold sweat running down my stiffening body.
I Take To Flight with hope to escape
From the terror, that has befallen me.
I Take To Flight with hope to save myself
And my miserable life from death.
The dusk falls down, the haze floats over the land
It was cold, but I was sweating ... with fear.
It was wet and too sultry
In the air of word the misfortune hung.
In the distance I heard the endsounds of Battle
I have this in front of my eyes.
Terrifield I run Across The Dark Forest
With hope to flee from hostile Troops.
In the distance I saw a flabby light, a single hope was born,
The desire for home the fear fell.
In the air of world the misfortune hung,
But I've survived, the severity of this land.
I Take To Flight with hope to escape
From the terror, that has befallen me.
I Take To Flight with hope to save myself
And my miserable life from death.