In the name of the unfair,
the day we're frightened of sunset
In the darkness once upon a time,
it's living in the midst of the dead
It's an untailable reality,
a story made of fantasy
Sending one to the darks of fate,
soon as the sun took the day
I believe in the resurrection,
the return of the dead of the earth
Black magic and supernaturalism,
the phenomenon of death and birth
I believe in the re-incarnation,
another life,
another existence
Returning in a transformation,
in a time,
in a far distance
Looking into whose eyes,
the earth was,
the sky was,
and it's a given that the skies and the nations will touch us
Darkest night in space and stell,
train all the fighter and it's ranks
Your courage now shall be set to defend the European slaves.
As it turns to our reality,
a story made of fantasy.
Exposing our truth,
we will also create superstitions that spark the plague.
A new city
of humanity,
a security, a solidarity,
a resolution,
a solution to us, a new place
to see,
a new reality of the D-Generation.