Prayer - Sanctorium

Sun is shining on the metal

On the fallen in the battle

We have fought

For the king, for the land

But defeated

We’re dead…

Lord, forgive us have mercy to our sins

Lord, we pray that You (would have) protected our kins

Let them live

For the light in the sky

Give them love

That never die

For the days that we had lived in peace

I pray my God

Protect my man from chilling touch of death

For the sky and never-ending light

I beg you my God

Please let us meet in our future days

I have never imagined that cold death

Can so quickly restore flame of faith

We have died

For the king, for the land

But our souls are not dead