The World was plunged into darkness,
Who don't surrender turns in enemy
Of the land of the Rising Moon!
Our goals are simple.
Maximum not to think about
How many people will die
For glory of the dead companion!
No spare to anyone.
All kneels in front of the Dead Planet.
Thousands hit single,
A thousand and one day!
Who looked back
He is no longer a spry.
Freedom is fraud of being.
How to escape from the prison,
That you create for yourself.
Water out through the fingers .
And you are not able to stop the black sand of the time like the Cold Planet