Born — Ram-zet

And our father will try again to reach our bleeding hearts Whithin sub minds are fragments of a never ending war

Despite the sorrow and the loss of reason His sickened soul will try to touch us one more time

We are the messenders of disbelief and loss Don't even try to hesitate I am the serpent from the other side

I offer the pure and dreadful sins No future just ths moment yet to live

I am the unpredictable glory

Glory to the existence of hate Born from the creature

I am the unpredicatable glory

Glory to the ruin of faith Bruised and buried by blood

Secrifice the broken Reborn as a builder He who creates the power of all Sacrifice the creature Reborn as a goddess She who creates all flesh and its fall

I am the unpredictable glory

Glory to the existenceof hate Born from the creature