The President: Again I hear those drums of war Reciting a million tragedies. The sky began to fall, Our luck had changed its course Into the shape of threnody. And as we flogged a dying horse They will flog humanity. The judge has no remorse…
The Architect: Paint the doorpost with your own blood Your wrists are many, but I’m afraid that I can’t get enough. Compared to you I had no name But I will overcome your fame You had your empire, but this time It’s your guts, my glory.
The President: Generals, Where is our god? I need his guidance.
Ministers and generals choir: He’d forsaken his herd You need to form a (You need to form a better plan) For defense For revenge Now you have One last chance You must save Us all!
The President: Twilight We’ll strike at dusk, Like a thousand sunsets! Our final breath!!
Ministers and generals choir: We’ll turn our backs on fate We won’t be subjugated – No! The President: Retaliation will be hard Generals & The President: Even if it means, we will exist no more! As one we will storm into the storm! The President: So long, our loving home! Fighting with all that we’ve got! Generals & The President: We’ll shed every blood The President: This is our dying day, our bloody dawn!
The Architect: Man had worshipped the gun Sniffed its powder, kissed the feet of war Now it’s time for the cannons To return a favor!
The President: Get ready loyal men! This is the point of no return! To the end! To the death! To our own page in this miserable book! Retaliation will be harsh!!!