The seventh trump is sounded.
For those who can listen, those who can see.
The seventh flask is slopped.
And what was written, it shall be.
The three impure spirits
Concentrate nations to war
Named “forced peace”
So the ancients must fall.
This is what they plan
Ruin the ancient land
“Ruin...”
The knowledge of the past
Must be destroyed at any cost
Oblivion they spread
Any reaction to be lost.
This is what they plan
Ruin the ancient land
"Reveal the conspiracy”
The ancient land has to fall.
New rules to dominate the world.
Forcing peace by threatening war.
A scourge of terror now is born
Obey these new rules to secure a peaceful life.
Don’t think don’t have desires
Now provides the "new empire".
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