A Terrible fate

A loser loses the mighty strength
and discarded and demolished by the fire deep end

The dreams are perished
the strength is diminished
and kicked out like the helpless innocent

Now, I lose my inner spirit
Now, I lose my strength and peace
But still, the worrier never wants to escape

Let's face
Let's face

Nothing to afraid
Nothing to afraid

But holy conscience is cursing inside
Why ye lose thy battle infinite
As thou were the warrior
And infinite spirit

With mighty shield
But all have gone
And nothing remains
Just the worrier is left
to face the defame

And the heat of loss is so intense
Can't ye comprehend
Can't ye comprehend

Let's the last blood to face its fate
Let's the last blood to face its fate