And so did the day come, the day which we had been waiting for so long with curses and tears. On that day, people rose against each other, devastation and dispair were spread upon this land.
As we now look at the decadence and despair, which has come as our part, as the part of this world. Sorrow fills my mind, forming a river of tears. Screams are still echoing on streets, and the cries of murded children.
Today, the cup of wrath is filling, today, the cup of wrath overflows. And so our time reaches its end, and we see how useless the lies were.
The number of our days has finally been count. The cries echo in the night... In vain.
The angels' song echoes... drowning the cries of tortured ones. The invitations we're sent, did you respond to any of them? The angels' song echoes... drowning the cries of the lost souls. Yet, the eternal grace echoes far above the hosts of hell.
A new morning rises, and the eternal light... Agony of world is left far beyond. A new morning rises, and the eternal light... As the people at last reaches its destination.