A cold wind is blowingnThrough the graves it is blowingnAnd it bares a poisoned tonguenAnd the foul breath of deceitnnI am my Fathers SonnAnd his deedsnCannot be undone...undonennYou trade in his bloodnWriting your historynIn the sacrifices of the deadnChorus:nWhere is the Fighting Man?nAnd I he?nYou would trade every truthnFor hollow victoriesnnEvery empire will fallnEvery monument will crumblenForgotten men who watch the centuriesnnWhose silent wordsnRise up in betrayalnWe will rise up in betrayalnn(Chorus)nnEvery Empire FallsnAnd the Earth to ashes turnnThe lands of my birthnShall be my tombnnThese are the lands, the lands of my birthnSoon to be to ruins, the ruins of my pastnAnd when the sky should fallnThe earth to ashes turnnThen you will know they shall be my tombnn(Chorus)