The sky is turning black
It’s time for the attack
I stay on roof and watch
I wait for their approach

The missiles in the sky
Revenge for our pride
Last war of our kind
It’s time for us to die!

Two thousand and twelve 
Our last farewell
We’ll pay for mistakes
Before the [bad word] s gates
Two thousand and twelve
There’s no turning back
And nowhere to hide
From dusk of mankind

The beauty of the end
Sky turned from black to red
The blasts of blinding light
Tonight’s the judgement night

The armies are marching on
We’ll turn to dust, you know
I stand on roof and stare
At world which disappears…