Plucking carrion from the ground

Blood red sun, territory incise

Marching forward without sound

Carved into flesh, written in blood

Symbols burned so deeply in the mind

Gathering clouds, threatening skies

The sun's rays left me blind

Ghosts of the past bound and tied

Honor's scars fade, glory dies

Vultures fly, circling the dark skies

Plucking carrion from the ground

Blood red sun, territory incise

Marching forward without sound

Deep within you

Souls of the past bound and tied

Bright sun burning

The lines melt as glory dies

Carved into flesh, written in blood

Symbols burned so deeply in the mind

Gathering clouds, threatening skies

The sun's rays left me blind

(Toā-káng khí hong-íng)

(Tông-tông lâm-jî beh tshut-tsing)

(Khì-sè hám-tōng Tha-khá-ooh)

(Tsê khai hiòng lí guá tsiân-tîng)

(Toā-káng khí hong-íng)

(Tông-tông lâm-jî beh tshut-tsing)

(Khì-sè hám-tōng Tha-khá-ooh)

(Tsê khai hiòng lí guá tsiân-tîng)

(Lí tī káng pinn sio-sàng)

(Luī-gán leh khuànn guán ê tsûn-iánn)

(Tshiánn tán-thāi guá khái-suân tńg--lâi)

(Kè-siok lán bī-uân ê bāng)

(Toā-káng khí hong-íng)

(Tông-tông lâm-jî beh tshut-tsing)

(Khì-sè hám-tōng Tha-khá-ooh)

(Tsê khai hiòng lí guá tsiân-tîng)

(Toā-káng khí hong-íng)

(Tông-tông lâm-jî beh tshut-tsing)

(Khì-sè hám-tōng Tha-khá-ooh)

(Tsê khai hiòng lí guá tsiân-tîng)

(Toā-káng khí hong-íng)

(Tông-tông lâm-jî beh tshut-tsing)

(Khì-sè hám-tōng Tha-khá-ooh)

(Tsê khai hiòng lí guá tsiân-tîng)