HOUSE OF FLUTES
Lyrics: Jean Rothen / Music: Glory Opera

Innocence, a sensless death,
Dying angel on my nest.
The purest blood touches my mouth,
Rest the peace I'll break apart tonight.

In that trail left behind,
I'll hunt all trought the night.
They will feel what burns inside
A man who's filled with hate in heart.

But I can't, I'm just alone,
This war is my last one.
I must find the home they said,
To hear the song of braves.

There's no honor or compassion,
In a battle for revenge.
There's so many in my way,
Moanga will lead me again.

A hundred days of war,
Now I have won, it's done.
Iara is calling me to meet her in the sunset.

Chorus
When all the faith on me,
Seems to fall on ground.
I stand tall now I've found
The House of Flutes.

The love is lost between
Victory and pain.
I whisper the last song,
In the House of Flutes