Weight
of the damned war
smashing down our souls
Flying cyborgs in the sky
no more lights on the earth
Arnold Emilyque nos mirant sideribus
clamor crucis
equitat super mortus
Rex ombrarum reginaque vermorum
senctiunt vocationem
Noctis et carnis
Like a tribal dancer, you look at the stars in the sky
and your mind is going to fade in dark
But there is noone to save us devil comes to get us
and we are not running away...
Staying wherever we are
we will never
break down the stone
