1. BLACK DIALECTIC

Hatred in my heart
To face, while demise
So that it will rise
In the land of Pars
Awaiting the dark time
Anarchist to the lords
Blood and death and sword
Twisted in pain
In chains,with no name

In their eyes , In their eyes
The mourning, weeping sun

The pain, the death, and the executioner’s device
Absolute, to the angel of demise
The reflection of the dark days
Under the wheels of unjust
The times will repeat as it must

Hatred in my heart
To face, while demise
So that it will rise
In the land of Pars

The blood shed for a shout (x4)
The blood shed for a shout
The letter written in blood
The path, with shadow of freedom slain
My rebellion shall stand awake (x2)
The blood shed for a shout.


2. IF BLOOD IS SHED

Tonight
One night
One light
One Fight
The last scream
The final dusk
One dead
Godhead
Bloodshed
One dread
The last scream
The final dusk

An effort to remain
The nature of a mystery
Shedding blood for liberty
Death of the spilled blood
A river filled with corpses inside
In the darkness of the night
Each night more elegant than the day
In search of solitude

Of the blackened hearts
The final dusk
The final second before I perish
Under the shine of moonlight
Illuminating the dead
If blood is shed
The black moon shall rise
The final second before I perish
The black moon shall rise.