Wrath
We who bring wrath upon ourselves
With weapons we created
Created with our craving for power
We all will suffer
The gale of transience will come
Sent by a thetic face
It doesn't matter when
It doesn't matter why
The gale will come
We who spread lethal words
With the fear we sowed
Will disappear
For the world to regenerate
The gale of transience will come
Sent by a thetic face
It doesn't matter when
It doesn't matter why
The gale will come
All will die
Pass by the gale
All will drown
In the tears of the earth
Those who escape the act of reprisal
Will perish under the next tyrannic
mind
There's no way to escape vengeance
No way to recover our sins
We who bring wrath upon ourselves
With weapons we created
Created with our craving for power
We all will suffer
The gale of transience will come
Sent by a thetic face
It doesn't matter when
It doesn't matter why
The gale will come
We who spread lethal words
With the fear we sowed
Will disappear
For the world to regenerate
The gale of transience will come
Sent by a thetic face
It doesn't matter when
It doesn't matter why
The gale will come
All will die
Pass by the gale
All will drown
In the tears of the earth
Those who escape the act of reprisal
Will perish under the next tyrannic
mind
There's no way to escape vengeance
No way to recover our sins