Towards the Dying Sun We March

From the blood of the earth From the sacred soil ....spell .... with these acts of revenge Come forth, markings of the underworld! Blessed, but thou are not ...god... ...and march towards the sun, unleashing force- Can't stop me now! Born of the seas ......divine... ..... Ignited by blissful....that never ends! ....the expression of self-respect .....gravity? Thus, speaks the nature of my ways Thus, the true light illuminates! ...... ........bliss...netherworlds Standing in (the face?) of hell .....crucified I shall layeth with my soul to rest, until I reach the sun's might