There were times, now grinded,
There were times, white was our skin,
There were times, we went without a yoke,
There were times, we guided ourselves.

I remember the mountain – its’ fury was awaking,
I remember the ground – not buried under ashes,
I remember the people – their minds weren’t corrupted,
I remember you – not a betrayer.

The god’s Heart above the crater,
Its energy is defiling,
Uncontrollable.

The scientist, blinded by his knowledge,
Death is in his hands,
He’ll drain the Heart’s power
And ruin all…

So it was…

Seduced, corrupted by magic,
I gone mad.
I kept it with me
And was betrayed.
The three filled themselves with evil power,
They became godlike…

I am the fallen…
Hatred accumulates in eternal waters…