The God of Death stopped the horrid wind
Deprived me of my arms, come on friends, follow me
Do not hesitate, march through them!
He's roaring to the skies, but it's his final stage, Waterloo!
Who got betrayed by last night's downpour?
Don't be afraid, the sky is the dragon's ally
Dear friends, are you ready? You'll go die (Sir!)
Negligence is a crimson roser
Brother, you should cut off dragon head (Sir!)
Awaken his personality
Here is your graveyard, Waterloo
Your scream gets dyed with Blue Blood (Weak blood)
Your voice is tomorrow's breath, so, invoke the tempest!
A devil that heals injuries and commands angels
Broke the knees that kept me up
I'm warring for my loss, in retreat
To deliver the Throne to the Future's King
Dear friends, are you ready? You'll go die (Sir!)
Negligence-tainted loser
Brother, you should cut off dragon head (Sir!)
Awaken his personality
Here is your graveyard, Waterloo
Your scream gets dyed with Blue Blood (Weak blood)
This voice is a time transcending dragon's breath
Entrust this genealogy to the Red Blood, so, invoke the tempest!