Protect the righteous,

Protect the righteous, Save the dying! Unveil justice, Do not write “Holy Falcon” to the dead. Point your weapon in the darkness, Press the enemy to the ground with fire! Show your anger, Punish the enemy with fury, Wipe them off the face of the earth! Return from the battle, Bring us home to our loved ones! Don't let us fall, Break through the blackness. Show everyone your bloodthirsty mouth! Your board is God's fury! Don't let us fall, Say, "The hour of death has struck for the enemy"! In your opinion, this is my last chance, Just show yourself in the sky. Light up hope, Bless my work, ‎Bless the weapon, ‎And bless the bullet, ‎Teach us to strike the enemy without mercy, ‎And say, “You’re right!” ‎Push away the falsehood. ‎Bless the weapon! ‎Light up the darkness like a salvo! ‎ ‎Don’t let us fall, Break through the darkness. Show everyone your bloodthirsty maw! Your hull is God’s fury! Don’t let us fall, Say: “The enemy’s hour of doom has struck!” ‎‎“Holy Falcon,” say, How much power do you have?! How do you tirelessly Sail through the cosmos?! Where does all that fury on your hull come from, To wage endless wars? ‎Where do you get so much strength? ‎Why are you here? ‎Why did you sail through the darkness, ‎To see yet another darkness? ‎ ‎Don’t let us fall, Burst through the blackness. ‎Show everyone your bloodthirsty maw! ‎Your side is God’s fury! ‎Don’t let us fall, Say, “The enemy’s hour has struck!” You saved so much, ‎“Holy Falcon”—surely it pains you? ‎When you were alive, you lingered, you were late, And your entrusted front was broken! Now you don’t look into the eyes of the fallen, You only brand yourself! That’s why you’re so consumed by it, ‎And so fierce in battle! But we’re raising our fists to the heavens — “Saint Falcon,” the cruiser of the fateful turning point! You are just, O heart of the most terrible battles! ‎ ‎Do not let us fall, Break through the darkness. ‎Show everyone your bloodthirsty maw! ‎Your side is God’s fury! ‎Do not let us fall, ‎Say: “The enemy’s hour has struck!” ‎ The Thousand‑Year‑Old Cruiser “Saint Falcon” continues to traverse the boundless expanse of constellations and planetary systems, responding to the prayers of those who need its presence.