作词 : Current Ninety Three
The sun turns black
Earth sinks into sea
From their steadlngs in heaven
The bright stars turn
Fire and reek burl upwards and break
With hazy heat against heaven itself
Brother fights with brother
They butcher each other
Daughters and sons
lncestuously mix
Man is a plaything
Of mighty whoredoms
An axe-time
A sword time
Shields shall be split
And what if something were blooding
Beneath our feet
And what if something were breeding
Beneath our feet