Mere the Dear of the Blind Heard

"Joy of the earth of the freed,
Where the symphony of the world exists,
In the grave of understanding and disgrace,
Where future behold to stay at rest.

Like the thunder in the sky,
Where whirlpool of winding truth remain,
Where destiny of the Universe exists,
Where the future remain the same.

At day the sun shines,
At night darkness fall,
And the land rise above the water,
And the blind seen the truth in heart.

Like the sky of volts and arrows,
Where fierce triumph shines bright,
Where the past will recall the day to last,
And the Great Almighty God been seen at hand.

Raging arrows of fire,
Shattering every kingdom of evil lands,
Shaking every formations to remain alive,
Where the Solar System will last for another time.

For disgrace will not be the same,
For honor will shines brighter than the lamp,
Where honor and Justice reigns,
In tha land of hope and triumph that risen."