Epoch Winter

(Dies irae, dies illa, requiem)

(Solvet saeclum in favilla, requiem)

(Dies irae, dies illa, requiem)

(Solvet saeclum in favilla, requiem)

Butterfly from cocoon

Butterfly confined in ice

Sail away, ship of fate

Curtain’s raised, staging their follies

(Ah, oh)

Your flame, set the world on fire

There’s no way back

Take the throne back from firmament

The flame, frozen in long night

Never see the light

Can you hear the mourning song tonight?

Butterfly, purify (Butterfly)

Who would fight for sinful right? (Who)

Sail away, ship of fate (Sail away)

Never tamed and never forgave (Ah)

(Behold, Rosalyne)

(Requiem is not merely for you)

Your pain floods into the sky

With the blood you write

Scarlet lament for firmament

The game has just begun

Turn the upside down

Can you hear the darkness howling?

Deny the false doctrine, refind the true gnosis

Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven

Defy the hypocrisy, refind the true gnosis

Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven