The guadiana's cold embrace

(Atmospheric sounds of the Guadiana river and weeping cello)

The banners are torn, the steel is broken at last
My blood joins the river, a ghost of the past
Medellín's shadow looms like a shroud on the hill
As the thunder of battle falls deathly and still
My armor is lead, a cage made of pride
With nowhere to run and nowhere to hide

Close your eyes, the water is calling your name
To wash away sorrow, the glory, and the shame

Sleep, beneath the silver tide so deep
Sink, into the secrets that the waters keep
The castle shall watch as you drift far away
To the dark of the river, from the light of the day
Gone is the iron, gone is the fire
The Guadiana is your funeral pyre

The current is pulling, the mud claims my soul
I've lost my direction, I've lost all control
I look to the fortress, one last fading sight
A titan of stone in the oncoming night
The weight of the conquest, the weight of the sword
Is dragging me down to my silent reward

Ah, miserere
Medellín, forgive me

Sleep, beneath the silver tide so deep
Sink, into the secrets that the waters keep
The castle shall watch as you drift far away
To the dark of the river, from the light of the day

Rest now