Turn your gaze to mars, once more.
Instill the fear inside their hearts.
As an offering, you must give your life in blood.
How does it feel? To live in fear.
To have your life depicted for you? How does it feel? To live in fear.
To have your life depicted for you?
I hear it calling my name.
I hear it calling out, the call of the void.
I hear it beckoning. It calls my name again.
The call of the void.
Souls descending into madness as they march into their death.
In your name, we bleed and kneel in trepidation.
Please, let us live. Sacrifice without explanation.
Who gave you power?
Who gave you a throne? Fate revealed that we all die alone.
Phobos, spare us.
Phobos, spare us.
Fear is your weapon.
You must give your life in blood.
We all die alone.
