Retreat, dividenWhat moved, what blurrednWhat spun, what changednOur perception of realitynnAwaiting the battle destinednReflecting the ending desirednOn bloodstained soilnThe circles meetnFace himnOn bloodstained soilnThe fog dispersednCome forth, a new enemynnUnknown, begonenIt stirs, it fearsnIt rips, it shredsnThe bizarre nature of our kindnnAwaiting the battle destinednReflecting the ending desirednOn bloodstained soilnThe circles meetnFace himnOn bloodstained soilnThe fog dispersednCome forth, a new enemynnFor what, for whom?nNo rule, no sensenAwaiting the battle destinednReflecting the ending desirednOn bloodstained soilnThe circles meetnFace himnOn bloodstained soilnThe fog dispersednCome forth, a new enemy