(People are) trampled by self-induced calamity
their laments hide the sky
This place is dominated by doomsday fears
Has hope already folded its wings?
The earth is stained by death
Only the black sun still remains shedding tears
After the river has dried up
to the last drop, "giving up" is that all we can do?
Having no willpower
to protect the already foretold future, are we dispersing in the air?
A man with the iron heart and open wings of thunder,
holding high the sword of determination!
With your fangs of revenge and claws of anger,
Bring back our spring
A man with the iron heart and open wings of thunder,
holding high the sword of determination!
With your fangs of revenge and claws of anger,
Bring back our spring
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