War!

The faint sound of doom creeps closer

Mist over the mountains, death

We'll push them, into their graves

Cavernous ground smash a window to hell

Your race has withered, your spirit crushed

No love left, no emotion, barely anything

Beaten

Pain is welcome, to feel anything at all

A landscape of utter despair

We'll push them, into their graves

We hear your helpless cries

We hope your race dies

Only hope

Quick demise

Silent flash

Obliteration