Power is a plant that, when you water it,
awakens into a monster that shoots through the clouds.
The night is your friend, unnoticed and quietâ,
made from a nightmare, the heart freezes to ice.
No friends, only enemies, there is no more joy,
no pity and no mercy, self-deception is not difficult.
Is it day, is it night, is it white, is it black,
is it love, is it hate?
The power has awakened, the power has awakened,
not a word, No feeling that defends itself is silenced.
Everything revolves and everything winds around me, there is nothing else,
I have found what drives me, I don't need other people.
Is it day, is it night, is it white, is it black,
is it love, is it hate?
The power has awakened, the power has awakened,
not a word, no feeling that defends itself is killed.
Is it day, is it night, is it white, is it black,
is it love, is it hate?
The power is awakened, the power has awakened,
no word, no feeling, what defends itself is rendered silent.
The power has awakened, the power has awakened,
no word, no feeling, what Anyone who fights back will be killed.

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