Ululation, WuShe City lay in ruins  Soldiers gather, Death to be apportioned    Uniforms trekked streams to primitive territory  Encircling, enveloping, cutting off all escape  Hemugan ga dala dunexu (dunu)  Mam sa su embunu ga gaya babow Teghen  Valley nooks, Trees crannies, hidden tribal arrows emerges  Illusions into shadows, formless decapitation  Holding strategic placements  Masks devastate uniforms  Heavy reinforcements called for  Not in vain shall their platoons fall  Toda, Tuluku clans, old blood, feuds reminded,   Shifts in their alliance fall in rank and file  But treachery's only reward is death in  The fore-charge of battle  Blood lust fed by putrid winds, death stench rife  Wilts growth and mutates cherry blossoms  Snow capped peaks stains with fatality  Red covers white  Opposing masks, vendetta killing  The gods weep  Degenerate  War-hounds at bay, the Sacred Land rank  With Spilled blood of all vileness, desecration  Battle songs distinct in the skies  Their beats exposing the Outlanders' artifice