Envious critics
Enough of your lies
Your unavailing tries.
I'm the incarnation
Of ancient cries.
I am your balk through time.

Fight you 'till the end.
My soul wont be bent.
Never will control my mind.

You can't stop my
Rays of light.
The sun of truth will rise.
Your arrows can't harm my
Shinning wings
They always remain snow-white.

Fight you 'till the end.
My soul won't be bent.
Never will control my mind.

Chorus

(Pray)
My Envious Critics, you'll always have me
Onto your opponent side (Back to your swamp and hide).
Back to your swamplands, you'll never make it
Just return there and hide.
(Pray)
My Envious Critics, for you I'm waiting
For an eternal fight(Back to your swamp and hide).
Back to your swamplands, here I'm standing
Get blinded from my light

Your poison is not enough,
To infect the blood in my veins.
In every challenge I'm not adrift.
You'll face me in battle my way.