What a good thing we lose
What a bad thing we knew
If we'd never touched, would we be smiling now?
- Aimer

Swallow your fate
Lubricate our blades with blood and tears
And your piercing screams are music to celebrate
Infiltrate,penetrate
Soon we’ll have you destroyed
Back to the old days
Slay the last of your kind
To reclaim what’s rightfully mine