The Valley

Can you recall the triumphs we had?
Can you recall those days?
Ride through the valley and see our lives,
gone with the blood and hate.

No more believers, no more reality,
all have been spent with our gold.
Time has now come for those who are free,
to ride through the valleys of old.

The wars have been raged to claim our own soil.
To those who are free, please don't forget:
You can now live your lives, because of me,
and the others, who fought for their lives.
They fought, for you and me.
Live with honour and remember your kin.
Give them pride, 'cause they deserve to be remembered,
so don't let history fade with the time.