Weak search for faith when
Sword stronger than the thoughts.
Voices of despair runs through and fill in the dark minds.
The world trembling down while thy conqueror rise
As the power and the hatred combined together in darkness.
Beyond the dark and scattered full moon
Wind of sorrow blow upon the souls
Frozen like the embrace of the dead
Like the darkness fills thy dream
The other side of my life whispering hopeless
Covering the loneliness in the silence
As I see upon thy dream
By the conquering the fear itself.
Hold thou victory of the war
The power of thy sword risen up so high
Seeking enemies by the immortals spirit
I Dominate the world, by one mightful force ..!!!!
