Drifting in the void, a signal dies, Cold reflections in abandoned skies. The Vara vanished, swallowed whole, Echoes linger, stealing souls. MXSG watches, silent call, Shadows rising, we will fall. Day of the Vara – the night awakes, Green fire burning, no escape. Whispers calling, ghosts in the air, MXSG – we know you’re there. Whispers haunt the frozen air, Ghosts of crew are everywhere. Through the static, warnings bleed, Dark horizons sow the seed. MXSG warns from deep inside, Run from the circle, nowhere to hide. Day of the Vara – the night awakes, Green fire burning, no escape. Whispers calling, ghosts in the air, MXSG – we know you’re there. Masks we wear, the night we mourn, Born from silence, fear reborn. Through the dark, the pulse won’t fade, Every heartbeat is a blade. MXSG chants, a spectral sound, Spirits gather underground. Day of the Vara – the night awakes, Green fire burning, no escape. Whispers calling, ghosts in the air, MXSG – we know you’re there. Day of the Vara, the veil ignites, Green flames burning through endless night. Through the black, the dead still sing, Carried by the void they bring. MXSG whispers from the deep, “We are the fire you cannot keep.” Day of the Vara – the night awakes, Green fire burning, no escape. Whispers calling, ghosts in the air, MXSG – we know you’re there.
