Stare the chaos, look it in the sky,
can you see that, see how clouds cry,
can you feel their sorrow, their pain,
share their sorrow, feel the rain...
Wildly raging chaos,
nothing dare to cross...
Bloody rain of the chaos, soaking,
on the ground it pours, flooding,
to go everywhere, rain of the chaos dared,
not even the darkest ground is spared...
Growth of the vine, rise of the roses,
wild, untamed, to the sky reaches...
See those blood red flowers,
ones that bathe in the blood showers,
see them soon start to bloom,
for others, they predict doom...
From the vines, demons nest,
woven, like the finest vest...
