Time, precious time It hates our kind, it takes our lives But it won’t stop us again The howling winds bring a new vile desire Because gods have darkened our path through their lies And now we shall force them to hide So they have to swallow their pride Because the fire inside screams for vengeance Sloth is a sin Evil thoughts of hate, they can destroy your mind Our mates left behind won’t come back Time waits for no one It hates our kind, it takes our lives But it won’t stop us again Because my hope is made of faith, trust, and beliefs! At last, together we are walking Like wandering souls Lost souls in a dark and dying land