Being blind or build a shrine
To vanquish takes away without return

With chains you're bound

The best died last the looking glass
Exterminating and you might well find
It's just a matter of time

Around and around and around around again

Around and around and around around again

Two converse and two advance
Always wailing up the city's found

On solid ground

A broken tree  a bended knee
Forever or until the evolving night

Shall turn to clay

Around and around and around around again

Around and around and around around again

Around and around and around around again

Around and around and around around again

Around and around and around around again

Around and around and around around again