Darkening the senses Hate pounding on All emotions conquered No heart to be found Nerves fill with fire Open eyes dialate Burning deep inside Weakened
Into the breach, all out attack Enemies, mounting forces stack Barrels blaze, troops will stand or fall Fire rains, forces meet and brawl First to move
Regions left in ruin With anger they react Look upon all the fallen lives This tragedy unclear Mass graves fill the ground Eradication feared Conflict
译文: 恶毒的创作. 冲突.
译文: 恶毒的创作. 奄奄一息的冲突.
