We are the warriors at the edge of time   We are Humanity's scythe to sweep this way and that   And cut the Enemy down as weeds   We are Humanity's spade to dig up the roots   wherever they have grown   We are Humanity's fire to burn the waste to the finest ash   We are the wind which will blow the ash away   As if it had never existed   We will destroy those enemies   But we must first know the enemies   And the enemies are the devils who hide in our minds   And make us less than happy   They make us less than happy   We are the warriors at the edge of time   We are the veterans of a savage truth   We are the lost   We are the last   We are the betrayed   We are the betrayed   We are betrayed