Oh, peace you seem crumbling and not sure 'cause you lost your own primal figure People still believe you're immaculate and never give up searching for it You are, however, dying for their desire and wheezing in the endless fire but we still hope to keep you in the globe We've been chasing the shadow chasing the shadow It was reaching out to us to endow the strength to resist the fate but now we, ,instead of taking the throne, put our name on the tombstone Oh, our land you used to be peerless in the world ,having people with beautiful hearts Though you used to be an impregnable castle, it's a sinking Titanic no one can handle That never stops till reaching the bottom and turns into one of the phantoms Never let your cancer roam though you are initially their home We're fighting for the shadow but the glory is burned on straw Does the war never end until we are all dead or until we can find that now the god never saves our land?