At the final glorious battle 
Sons of human they will know 
What's the point of being human 
Through the fight with sons of mind 
Have no way to get some knowledge 
Dashing in the blood dishing chaos 
Have no fade to get some power 
In the days of fight to death 
Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the damn of heaven 
Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the rising of 
Patala Let the fury comes, to clean the wild minds of mortals 
Let the powerful swords with hostile crash the temples of the lie 
And when the half of everything came, 
When the battle pass thought the top of horror violence 
Seven Atl'aman came from the dark valley of 
Earth And the chaos hadn't power to sign'em 
There was the sons with eyes full of fury passion 
Of there world and the languages gave the softness of their hearts 
These are by the command of 
Atl Standing up at the head of the army 
These are by the command of gods 
Will invite everyone 
Seven as one they will take 
Old the sons of humanity 
To the Final attack with the darkness and weakness of mind 
Shall we do know what's the point of holy visions? 
Want to try? 
Are you ready for blind? 
Shall we do know what's the point of crying and tears? 
Want to see are you ready to fill? 
Shall we do know 
What's the point of freedom and power? 
Want to see? 
Are you ready to lose? 
Shall we do know 
What's the points of honour and bravery? 
Want to try, are you ready to die? 
No....................... 
One! Will be down! 
Will lost! 
The everything! 
Great Pendulum! 
Will reel! 
Again! Everlasting pain! 
Do not! Leave them! 
Hold! By power of the wheel! 
At the hopeless deadly lines! 
You're as the stars now, 
Of ineffable creation. 
Fell down, to wail yourself 
Roaming though the dusk dimensions. 
Here, in the highlands, 
Battle will complete at last. 
Visionary dream, 
Become a horror weapon 
Here, at crossing sides 
Two forces tell the truth 
Of the innocent meaning of lies. 
Come here, sit here 
Return your will 
Things are blink now, visions make you to heal 
Sleep now, rest now, 
You're lost your wings 
Dream is real now indulgence in foolish it means [Vanoe's monolog] 
In the deepest dream going human sons, timely touches 
They great power, timely slides over it 
And didn't know what was that visionary meetings 
Blazing in the sacred spirit. 
Losing memories of the being, they had 
To woke the ability of magic nature... 
Because times by times the heaven over the mankind 
Will stay purely and cold as the phantasmal dream. 
Only little sparks of light are blinking somewhere. 
It will wake up and recall the hole sorrow madness of the dream. 
Blazing...small fire begins to grow up... 
Yes, too small but it's real fire 
A little hope that dreaming wouldn't go any longer. 
Slowly...slowly...the other sparks of fire 
Get the mists of 
Dragon Lore ...now look! 
Answering to mists of lore another sleepers 
Begin to dreamed worry 
Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the damn of heaven 
Calling Atl'aman, we'll see the rising of 
Patala Let the fury comes, to clean the wild minds of mortals 
Let the powerful swords with hostile crash the temples of the lie