There is a flame In the sky
Through the stars to the deep
Mystique shapes you will see
They are the storm, they are the wind
Brutal collision of opposites
Terrible display of power
when the wild eye opens (is an)
Unstoppable force growing stronger
Crawling fear invades men's heart
When shadows descends, screaming in the dark
Beast in disguise, feelings of sorrow
Drink blood as wine, 'cause red is their colour
Soft is the way white turns into black
Survive or die is a nature command
As a ultimate warriors we lost our innocence
Soft is the way white turns into black
Survive or die is a nature command
This fight is for life (this is) the beauty of violence