Blood And National Turmoil

The air is filled with blood and dust, and the Four Horsemen are on watch

O Emperor of the Blood Clan, I am the King of Devils

Do not mention your divine power any longer, do not speak of your sun-blocking banners, do not refer to your nobility and justice, do not bring up your blood, sweat, and achievements

Even if the moth flutters towards the flame, the charge of the deceased will never cease to be a possibility

Sin and pain are born together, blood and fire are forged together. Death is the only dignity of humanity

My abyss, your doom. This battle is not about righteousness

Guess what, before I turn to ashes, can this flame reach you