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