Our time has come, get ready fight. Sisters and brothers in metal unite. The dreams that you had are about to come true. The voice of the warrior is calling for you.
See the outlaw stands alone beneath the burning sun. The raging badlands now is his home. There's no sign of victory, he lost his liberty. and the only woman that he loved.
Words unspoken, sworn in secrecy. A burning flame for the ones who believe. The prophecy. . Revelations from the sun as of the moon. In seven nights we became history.
Is it too late to go in peace, I wonder how. how these things did start anyway. Maybe too late to find a way, when the. trail of grief is marked with memories.