Black heavens vermillion moon Two sides stomp with cataclysmic fury thirsty for a trophy covered in blood Flags ascend boasting thick phantasm At the sound of charge guns fire swords slice and charges set off Every lethal impact destroys flood gates coloring the ground in red pigment in quantities of gallons forming a nation devoid of the concept of love one by one a mountain is formed and that mountain will be the capital of the scarlet nation