Blood flying into the air
Across these pinnacles they fight on
A multitude of corpse piling upon their feet
Just when hope's high and an epilogue is in sight
Suddenly cannons are launched into the sky
Jagged peaks now crash down
Survivors chained and confined
Primevals hold Raya's limbs
True freedom once close at hand
Resistance is condemned
Enter the necropolis, Raya's corpse united, a ritual will begin
Through fog and ancient tombs they traverse
Towards the altar prepared to face
Dismemberment
Resistance hurdled together
Their throats slit to bathe her in blood
Others around bathe in fire
Ritual commences
"Return to life!"
Raya
She breathes again
She takes their lives
No one survives