Last Strike

Verse 1

Black clouds are rising, to the sky.
The Prophecy, has began.
The curse is upon us, ready to destroy.
No one will be safe, from this plaque.

Kerto 1

I'll fly as I die, waiting for the Last Strike.
You can kill me, but you won't take my soul!

Verse 2

This constant fear, poisouns our mind.
The rising pain, destroys our kind.
We must pray, to the gods.
Course they will decide, will we survive or not!

Kerto 2

My mind will cry, as I see the Sun Rise.
The Sun is full of pain, and the clouds are raining blood!