They come to destroy, and you love them.
The victim is guilty besides.
Enemies call themselves liberators,
They grant the defender the status of executioner.

The world has gone mad,
Traitor-truth
Sold herself for silver.
Noble wrath
Has turned vile.

Suffering past the brim.
Lost paradise
Ever more phantom,
If you don’t take care —
Robbed to the last thread.