Right in the end of our own self right of destruction,
the realms of the disconformity, rise up on our heads.
As we tremble on our own and the world just falls behind us,
for what I’ve realize that we can’t just go away.
Obliterate the entire scourge aside you
Apostles of the mindless trine…
you will burn by the light.
Thus betrayers turn against us leaving us fall in numbers,
but no matter what we will not step away,
Obliterate the entire scourge aside you
eliminate the deceivers.
Apostles of the mindless trine…
you will burn by the light.

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