Chapter One: Trapa**o (Eng: Transfer) - Exequies (Funeral Ceremonies) Of The Formal Sphere - As You Fall
Black sound of sirens
Pounding my ears
Was it hostile?
So loud and cold...
"Your questions are only a ploy to gain time
After my attack you won't be alive
Burn air and soil
Separate the flesh from bodies... hey...
'cause tomorrow
I will hear the sound of a mourn."
"Raising anxiety as you fall
No protection will be enough."
Detonating sorrow
Trouble from the skies
Threats as heavy as iron
Destroy what I despise
"The gates of everlasting power are now opened
Soon enough the world'll be mine
Relax and enjoy
I'll cut away the smile on your face
'cause tomorrow
By my hands you will be erased."
"Raising anxiety as you fall
No protection will be enough."
Detonating sorrow
Trouble from the skies
Threats as heavy as iron
Destroy what I despise