Cadacross

Morning star has come, darkness reaching the earth
Battles have begun, cold breed of death was all around
Rays of dead sun, swept through the battle ground
Men cry out their pain, cold breeze of death was all around
They were lying on the ground
Fallen to the dust
Rotting to the ground
In the battle of north
Promises of god those lies of paradise
They were still all alone in this night of agony
They cry out for their god, they cry out for their creator
They were lying on the ground waiting for their destiny
In the night of the glorious sun
All alone in a cold bleak of darkness
Wonder why their god has failed them