Destruction and deaths knock Scavenging the hearts of men Beckoning for the blood of mankind As the breath of humanity seizes
Who can breath the air of life to Us? Who can cleanse the carcass down the road? Who can beseech the curses of demons? Who can conquer the hearts of the vampire?
All men are scared like Myself. Alas! The traitor of humanity Worshipper of the goddess of opulence With a vicious cycle of greed and hatred.
Who will protect the footsteps of men? Who will speak to the dead conscience of mean men? Who will promote the virtues of our Creator? Who will secure the heart of the world?
The unknown terrain of our contemporary world makes us scared of our tomorrow.