作词 : Anton Rosa

作曲 : Anton Rosa

There was a time when I could speak to the Lord

A burning heart that made a real mystery unfold

I won't remember what is lost in tug of greed

In an ideal world that was made for me to see

It creates the atmosphere of fear

Pain, lots of pain come into my ears

Drown slowly in the river of tears

True enemies are drawing near

Screams of agony within this violent storm

The day the child died, the day he was born

Souls of dead gather waiting for this judgement day

Glory of this sacred day fades to gray

The only thing is, but it's always failed

Never ends, returns everyday

At the final gate, some began to pray

To get ready for doomsday

The power and protection

Belief in Jesus's resurrection

It haven't supported, helped us ever

Our souls are damned forever

I Joined those whose life departed, that'll be my doom

No daylight under the unholy darkest moon

Renewal to the highest ultimate degree

The verge on the meaningless, they sent to set it free

It creates the atmosphere of fear

Pain, lots of pain come into my ears

Drown slowly in the river of tears

True enemies are drawing near

Screams of agony within this violent storm

The day the child died, the day he was born

Souls of dead gather waiting for this judgement day

Glory of this sacred day fades to g