Requiem aeternam, umbrae tollunt, Spes non moritur, in caelo fides. Per ignem et gladium, pugnamus semper, Contra tenebras, lux nostra vincit! (Verse 1) From shadowed depths, where demons dwell, A legacy of strife. Hear now the tolling of the bell, For a hunter's endless life! With blade and gun, and burning ire, Against the hellish tide, We fan the flames, a righteous fire, with nothing left to hide! from cinders born, we rise and strike, a will of molten steel, Against the night, we meet the pike, our burning truth revealed. (verse 2) Your power, a hammer, it cracks the stone, compels the chaos to bend, Through ancient epochs, your dominion known, a brutal, bitter end. (Verse 3) Through darkness looms, and treachery thrives, and drags us down to dust, Your crimson touch in our veins revives, a righteous, deadly thrust. (Verse 4) With broken bonds, salvation seized, a cost in pain not grace, The unbowed spirit, your son appeased, claiming his rightful place. (Verse 5) So let our voices crash and boom, shatter the calm'til the world cries out, A scream that rips through the crushing gloom, for glory, might, and to silence doubt!
