Lyrics:

The trumpet sound it's very clear
its sounding through a narrow way
The autumn trees are painting the wall
a labyrinth in total dark.

A raider its coming with the storm
he have a flag into the arms
his blind eyes lost the bright of time
in battles of the million nights.

Ride! into the night
Brings! the silent war
Follow the new machine
climbing in the mountain side

The memory flow into the time
the picture have marks of the war
nobody choose stay in there
the winter was the background

A distant ship in frozen sea
with thousands souls into a cage
the picture cry hanged in the wall
sad tears of men drop in the scene.