Spear Of Longinus - The Piano Concerto Number 9 lyrics

When I look down on this world ( my people ) From this place Akshara ( Artoga ) of the mid-guard Serpent I feel such pity...... For my ( our ) saviour ( messiah 0 is such destroyed And your king, shackled and silenced....... There be only doom.....pain and disease ...When shall we ( or could we ever? ) Rise again