Gale Of Transience

Wrath

We who bring wrath upon ourselves
With weapons we created
Created with our craving for power
We all will suffer

The gale of transience will come
Sent by a thetic face
It doesen’t matter when
It doesen’t matter why
The gale will come

We who spread lethal words
With the fear we sowed
Will disappear
For the world to regenerate

The gale of transience will come
Sent by a thetic face
It doesen’t matter when
It doesen’t matter why
The gale will come

All will die
Pass by the gale
All will drown
In the tears of the earth

Those who escape the act of reprisal
Will perish under the next tyrannic mind
There’s no way to escape vengeance
No way to recover our sins