|they hunt each other, the day is red|
is burning hot, my sword is dead
the trench is filled, nowhere to go
just rain again with never end.
with Andromeda facing us
we keep an eye towards the sky
for those who died long time ago
to rest for now, to fight again.
my loyal friend besieged again,
obsessive colors minds their own,
sarcastic rule descends tonight,
to fill the void before tonight.