Was it tomorrow

Or will it be yesterday

When abolished, rotten instincts

Will, for the last time, be awake

And malice, slander, and hate

Will rule the ignorant heart

Aggressor - Deceiver of Reality - Aggressor

Aggressor - Inverter of Protection - Aggressor

The final chapter is yet unwritten

But the trail leads toward greed

Who will be the traitor

How many, all of them?

Ruthless is the creation

Created through pale ages

Duplicated in confusion

Horizons of black fire

Thorns in the chosen's eye

Stench of false hails

Decline of all thrones

When only perception can survive

Was it still tomorrow

Or yet will it be yesterday

When abolished, rotten instincts

Were, for the last time, ruling minds

Then... eternal silence

And the future remains the past