After what happened in Ishckar
Noone knew what to expect

Brave warriors from a kingdom near them
Would someday go there

A lot of sand will run
Their mountais will turn as coffins
The black cloud and the emptyness
Filling satan's desires

Their kingdom serving for the new age
An upcoming age of pure chaos
Where justice would be made
The one who summoned his soul
The horned one

As the sands of destiny were running
Taken by the wind
The fog was covering it
And then
Life turned to a black nothing

Perfection