Red palace on the ridge
Ashes in the air
Rise from the ceremony
You are not prepared
This Omen is cursed, but embraces
His disfigured face, which peers at me
Welcome, honored guest
...to the birthplace of our dynasty!
His trident stabs the sky
Cursed, time to die
The red flood
Praise the Lord of Blood
The fight begins
Flames lick my skin
This is his communion
Pay for your sins
His trident stabs the sky
Cursed, time to die
The red flood
Praise the Lord of Blood
His trident stabs the sky
Cursed, time to die
The red flood
Praise the Lord of Blood
I AM TARNISHED
I AM TARNISHED