Thus as the fire ball set down To touch the land of dreams
As the sky died red;
The war that has been killing So much good warriors, ended
And as the fat lady in the opera launched to the sky its last scream
To announce the pity of such horrible scenario;
Meanwhile the words of sorrow resonates on the sky
War is not only fought with actions, but also with words
And only the winner is able to rejoice at the corpses of his followers
Cause death is a terrible and horrible curse,
Of which no human being is able to escape