Saddled with strife, superlative suffering;

Sighing shadows in a softer light.

The soul’s suffocation seeking to shut out even slivers of sunshine.

Senses, stay yourselves!

Stand strong, with silent stillness see your sacker signals surrender.

Salute the sight shuddering with stupor severe.

Now seize the sentinel, swiftly show your strength!

Stage the splendid storming siege,

Sing your soulful song, spare not the satan’s spoils.