The skies and the future, the color is the same
It's black:
The land is in a swamp there is no way,
Dark falls on homeland. That's it. The end is on the way
Horned knights, they are coming soon
Their blades shine under the opaque moon
Enemy: they want to rule our motherland
Enemy: they'll take our treasure till the end
Enemy: they'll burn our homes and fields
Enemy: they came with war!
The land needs help, the people pray for it a lot:
All of a sudden lightning strikes from the sky. It's a marvel from the dark!