My heart cries for the greatest one
I'll wrap his pale flesh in black
Oh, Cynddylan, warrior of gods
Night is dark, no fire or lights
Gods inside us, hear his cry
Leave, lads, this well of memories
Our lament will cross the time
Now, my brothers, for this man
Sword and fist on air
Let's sing for his soul to save
Empty walls are tearing us
None will ever hear his laugh
None will ever see his courage in war
But don't fear, my lads
True Cynddylan's fallen
We're still here
So carry on
And death to the enemy
Our lament will cross the time
Now, my brothers, for this man
Sword and fist on air
Let's sing for his soul to save
Let's sing for his soul to save