On this day i'll say a prayer,
though my thoughts were never there.
Upon the wretched bloodied street,
you shall fall and face defeat.
May the dragons bear down upon your head,
and lay you to rest in the rose bed.
Eboni and Kuro, are my game,
they strike down my enemies for personal gain.
Now bear your teeth, my sweet ones,
And tear the flesh till the blood runs.
Rid the world of it's parasite,
Turn to the next, prepare to fight.
Blackened god
And white demon,
Watch them scream and turn to run.
Then strike them down, and take their pride,
Break their swords on dusty hide.
Then laugh and kill, till it's all done,
The world is pure, Now we've won.
So turn to ash, my black foe,
And white shall turn back to snow.
And here upon the pure world,
I cleansed of foe,
Stands the ruler,
Of the dragon Domino.