What will be?
Into the grave
I carry this grudge
When the scarlet wolf eats the sun
Rise from the dead
And you are but a vessel of flesh and blood
Oh, possession
Possession, the suffering
Possession, possession
Possession I am
These seeds of pain were planted long ago
And I am now here to witness
When the scarlet wolf eats the sun
The earth turns dark, I live again
Speak through time, in blackened eyes
I shed my skin to bring forth the end
Eternal rage, eternal rage, eternal rage
So be