Death comes to us all
And skip non-but the gods
And forever we fall
In the darkness and cold

And the sound of their scream
Is the sound of my own
We wake up from the dream
To the hell of unknown

And alone there, in hell
We cry out our souls
Locked up in a cell
Without ceiling nor walls

When I've shed my last tear
Cry's last echo fades
When nobody can hear
That I'm hollow and scared

Where my last hope depart
Where death is the lord
There straight to my heart
I sheath in my sword