ترانه:
Sea Of Treachery At Daggers Drawn

Rotting and bloated, the corpses pile up, another sign of what we all have in store. Your good intentions will not lead you anywhere. Signals are

The stench of charred remains, cascades outward, draining life from, huddled masses. Black out their names. forget their faces. without a trace,

With souls on fire, they shall surrender peace. But blood still flows from the eyes of martyrs. In light of hatred, we now know our purpose. Dear God

Crashed! They were sisters in fortune; the serpents they struck them at the darkest of nights. Two ships sharing a gravesite, homogenized like a pile

Brothers and Sisters We are gathered today to celebrate the life of the recently deceased. taken from this earth. In such an unfair manner by forces

Defend the young for the plague has come. An ominous cancer is here. Unleash the beast of your scornful misery. This is our only chance to achieve peace