Mithotyn

In the forest of moonlight
the secrets of ancient battles are hidden.
But in the northern lands
the memory of the brave still remains.
Between the trees at the meadow
the sound of war still echoes.
In the grass at the meadow
the blood still flows.
In the forest of moonlight
the secrets of ancient battles are hidden.
Forever they are lost.
At the meadow in the forest
all of them died by sword,
to step into the never-ending fight
at the hall of our lord.