Setian Massacre

Screaming in agony
 Cries fill the air
 Eyes once full of hope
 Shedding tears of dispair
 All that they've ever known is dead
 Fire reigns from above
 Iron birds of dread
 All that they ever loved is dead
 All that they ever dreamt is dead
 Yet there's a glint of hope
 If the chosen can survive
 In secret the ten thousand hide
 East in the mountains
 The chosen bide their time
 The clouding, our strike on mankind
 Temples are burning
 Streets soaked with blood
 Heed the prophecy
 Destiny is done
 All that they ever loved is dead
 All that they ever dreamt is dead
 Yet there's a glint of hope
 If the chosen can survive
 In secret the ten thousand hide
 East in the mountains
 The chosen bide their time
 The clouding, our strike on mankind