Hidden in the city, behind walls that reach
So high,
There lies my enemy, and tonight my enemy
Shall die.
With this fire my rage shall burn, and all the
World shall see,
If any man is destined to win, know that man
Is me.
With every stomp and every scream, death is
Sure to follow,
To my enemy I dig this pit, so every man is
Swallowed.
Not a soul is left to roam, not a single life
Is spared,
Victory comes to those with strength, and
Those who dream and dare.
Do you feel the end is near? Rising as
The sun,
You should have stayed behind your walls,
Now your blood will run.
The golden sand is turned to red, a lifeless
Land is formed,
This was the fate designed for I, written the
Day I was born.
