The Burning Cathedral
The Cathedral and holy relics are burning.
For grief of righteous, for the joy of devil.
Will you, our Lord, bring people to the square,
So that, the grief could crawl far away?
I beg you, Lord! Save humans treasure!
Restore the shrine by the whole world!
Or we are on edge of quickly dying.
And this the people understand at last!
Let everyone just pray in their own temples!
Let love the Lord, but truly, in your own way!
Do not invade into the stranger's souls
Don’t leave the scars on human’s Land.
Then we’ll achieve the peace on Land.