Conjonctive defeat the red sun

The end
The destruction
The dead
The Red sun
He regrets nothing except our pathetic life
We deserve the worst of the world
The end
The destruction
The dead
We're walking on the way to nowhere
We can't see the end of the road
The blur's on our eyes
The alignment of planets counts our last moments
The time of the sacrifice comes
It´s our turn
Everything is black
At the dawn of the night, here we are
Wake up your chaos
Give us your choice
Bring us the justice - Die
Bring us the peace - Die
It´s our time
Defeat
The red sun
His anger is bigger than the world
The end
The destruction
The dead