Peace is gone, the doom is fear
Fear the scourge of waves
Tell me something I should know
That won't be from your games
Peace is here, the waves are near
Scrutinise the fiend
Tell me something I should know
Dilemma forms a spear
Never talk of wide and side
You won't feel chance of heart
Coma's dullness freaks you out
You partly get a vow
Never fear the guilt from cart
You should be frankly sparked
Dig, dig down, go through it now
You see it coming out