The root of all evil will always survive The weak minded people, they always will die Their slaughter is senseless, the deathly domain To live is to suffer, to die is to change Wipe out the aggressor and be free Wipe out the aggressor and you'll see The blood of the ancient, the sick sacrifice Just blinded by tremors, they met their demise If knowledge is power and might comes with strenght In the final hour, no one was saved