I look at the little war banner, but i don't know the pain, the days pass but no one seems to remember the tears, quickly in silence i ran away from it, because the war banner waves in a place like this, away in the caves, away in the mountains, away from there.

now the war banner waves and you hear the clash, flesh and metal, powder and flames, and all i want is ran away.

now the moon is high in the sky and i can't see where i am, all i hear is the cries and howls in my back, now i feel the water in my feet and the silence comes to me, silence now break with an owl song, i must be close i think to the place i hate to name, the sun slowly shines in the horizon, and with his light i see it now, there it is the thorn little war banner firmly fixed in the corpses, that i watch moving yesterday.