It’s epic poem kinda stuff.
輝けし空は赫に染まり
極北の大国は死の行軍へと姿を変える
神の子らは歓喜し、悲嘆し
導きのままに踊り明かす
求めるは最後の聖痕
最も剛く、最も聖き
烙印二り
The glittering sky is dyed a blazing red
The great Arctic superpower has become a death march
The children of God rejoice and grieve
Dancing from dusk to dawn on the path before them
Seeking the final Stigmata
The strongest, the holiest
The two Brands
凶劇の幕は上がり
運命は少年と少女を翻弄する
たとえ灰におちようとも
たとえ塵にかえろうとも
二人の心に灯された篝火が
いつか真の炎にならんことを
The play opens, the curtain rises
Destiny toys with the boy and girl
Even if everything falls to Ash
Even if everything turns to Dust
The bonfire lit by their two hearts
Will one day erupt into a true fire
巨いなる揺籠の上で
深淵の落とし仔は対峙する
赫焉の力は白き闇を食らい
神の炎ならしめん
焼かれし身は煤のごとく
なれど心は氷炎を纏い
その力は残火のごとく
されど思いを剣に宿す
Atop the great Cradle
The child that fell from the Hole of the Abyss confronts his fate
The power of the Blazing Doom consumes the White Darkness
And becomes the Flame of God
The burning flesh is like Soot
But the heart is covered in a Frozen Flame
Its power is like an ember
Yet still, their thoughts dwell in the sword
