once there was this hateful unit
that spread nothing but angst
fearless strugglers dressed in black
infamous known in the whole land
devastation is what they left behind
so nobody offered resistance
they took so many lifes
and then one day it was all over
those who died are still present
although they have no shell any more
but they live on in the minds of thousands
that inherited these certain habits
so the flame keeps burning and the hate‘s still rampant
this is our elixir, it‘s the reason why we‘re here
their souls now suffer in purgatory
and so do ours when we are dead
