Foul and justice The sun has gone out We want darkness of the night The sky is hopelessness
Soaring souls toward a widow Brief me on savage ways The field of vultures Hate the doom
Gaze on fate without fear
Don't look back to the bellum Our past was disappeared No more this pain Create did the despot
Infact bellum is there now Slaughter men swear to the god This globe we break with thoughts The hazy scene was a sea of impure blood Coruscation Turn me on
The termination is right Infact bellum is there now
