The Winter of Constantinople

The Fall Of Constantinople 君士坦丁堡的沦陷 The city is lost now , there's no time for sleeping 城池已经失守,再无余时睡眠 We're dying; we're falling; our women are weeping 我们垂死,我们陷落,我们的女人在哭泣 The souls of our children, like bricks and like mortar 孩子们的灵魂,像砖瓦般被践踏 So helple

Thy souls in flames of anger, and cruelty cradle thee In times of war and dragons lore, unleashing unto me Deepest red born winter, for none so dark as thou With kaos as it's figurines, and monuments of stone Invoke to thee, dark majesty silence told