Crimson Gate

The world is coming to the end.
When you see the death before you die.
The evil rises from the earth.
When the hell gates open up for you.

Indiscriminate mass of murder.
Conquer the fear before the world decays to cause insanity.
I watch the fire burning fresh.
It smells like brand-new hell.

When the sun will fall into darkness.
Burn it down to end.
Declare the demise of selfishness torment.
It'll decay this surface of world will come to the end.
The death prepares to put sickle down to your neck.

Hear me now, hear me inside fire.
Falling down, falling into darkness.

And the silence conquer this world now.
If threse is an echo of voice, it would be a piece of hope to save this abyss.
The white desolation will never end.
The red sky fell down to the ground and envelopped by the blaze.

When the sun will fall into darkness.
Burn it down to end.
Declare the demise of selfishness torment.
It'll decay this surface of world will come to the end.
The death prepares to put sickle down to your nerk.