There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on
Empty eyes in hardened faces
All my friends are dead or gone

Once, we talked about salvation
Long ago, we lit the flame
Sang about a grand tomorrow...
That tomorrow never came

In the words of two young siblings
We could see the world reborn
Made the pacts and wrote the treaty
And I remember how the two great kings agreed on peace
When the purest soul gave her life there
At the dying Kharlan Tree, that dawn...

Oh, my friends, my friends, forgive me
That I'm here and you are gone
There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on

Phantom faces at the window!
Phantom shadows on the floor!
Empty eyes in hardened faces
Now my friends will meet no more

Oh, Martel, Martel! Don't ask me
What your sacrifice was for
Empty eyes in hardened faces
Now my friends will sing
No more...