Those with great dreams are blessed with great compassion.
They worship God and his fortune, and decide upon a mark.


I freeze in the darkness, but I still run towards you.
Our contract for the future was torn apart.


The thread hanging in the Infinite Corridor is frayed and split by this mistake.
Clad in Armor, a lying entity releases its blade, knowing neither right nor wrong.
He who deceives "Those Eyes" of The 300 is both an Angel and a Demon.


If you seek the truth, transform your cries into prayer.
If God questions such wild acts, dive into the deep sea.


My sins of greed grow more, but I still run towards you.
Alongside the flame of life, our promise fell into darkness

Passing the temple veil, I am the priest, the child of God, the Chosen Scion.

I strike steel and walk the Earth, the Sun melts to darkness and the moon turns to blood.

Young lambs that disobey The 300, line up and form a cross.

The precious Heaven and Earth fade away with the sea.

Time and space rip apart at the black seams.

When the vacuum of darkness shatters, blinding splinters will fall to the Earth.

As two poles split apart, and evil light tests mankind.

The thread hanging in the Infinite Corridor is frayed and split by this mistake.

Clad in Armor, a lying entity releases its blade, knowing neither right nor wrong.
He who deceives "Those Eyes" of The 300 is both an Angel and a Demon.


The abyss of the world.