Crashed are the altars, dead are all the gods The prophecy is forgotten, the king is dethroned The wisdom of old ages now is something wrong But the bard's songs remain Here forever All Life Long Orcs and evil creatures plan their wicked deeds Towers and castles from ivory they build The elves were gone in long time, sailed to the light But the bard's song's alive Sounds on and on through the night Thunder and lightning are shaking the land Demons and dragons - raising their heads The sound of metal is sharp like a knife Harder and heavier goes through the night Everything is changing, now darkness rules the world The bard has sung for grandeur, for glory and love For beauty of green valleys, where I belong For all forgotten heroes To bear 'em in mind for All Life Long Crushed are the altars, dead are all the gods Buried in the past are their broken skulls and bones The bard's forever gone, but listen to his last song That song will remain Alive and lovely All Life Long