At last
Here cometh the foolish
Too bad you is a kingdom beyond salvation

Stepping to the wild
We venture forth
The harder it is to breathe
The closer the target is

Thistles and Thorns chopped in pieces
The silence is shattered by the footfalls

Show me what you got
In your bodies in your souls
In the shines of hell we live in
The bugle is still blown
Holding up torches we charge to
To the front to the foe
A force slowly drags me back to
The swirl of darkness

Will the sun ever rise again
Will we be finally saved
Will there be helping hands
In this lingering darkness

Pale green haze covers the earth
Inside are living dead
A pair of glowing eyes
Stare at us from the distant height

Fall to your knees and then you witness
The make of a solemn masterpiece

Show me what you got
In your bodies in your souls
In the shines of hell we live in
The bugle is still blown
Holding up torches we charge to
To the front to the foe
A force slowly drags me back to
The swirl

Fallen is the sun
Risen is the gravespawn

Guitar solo: Zhang Qing

Show me what you got
In your bodies in your souls
In the shines of hell we live in
The bugle is still blown
Holding up torches we charge to
To the front to the foe
A force slowly drags me back to
The swirl of darkness

Will the sun ever rise again
Will we be finally saved
Will there be helping hands
In this lingering darkness

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