The Master
Run!
Because the master has sent us
We announce the downfall
Of the riders of evil
Feed his ulcer of envy
The truth is like a thunderstorm
It comes to you, you can hear it
To proclaim it It is so bitter
It comes to you in order to destroy
Because the night lay dying
We announce Doomsday
There will be no mercy
Run, run for your lives
The Truth is a chior of wind
No angel comes to revenge you
These days are your last
Like wood you will be broken
It comes to you as the evil