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It's night

A monotonous melody

Wraps up my mind

A tremor shakes my body

It's almost harsh and frozen

Lights switch off in my grave

Everything is lost in the fog

As dark omen of my future

Black torches dance

The voice of my dark desire

Hammers my head

I remain alone in my shell

Nobody will be able

To cross the threshold

Of my primordial loved cover

Without fears I face my death

In the silence oh my hate

I hate light I hate this life

Misanthropic fervour

Burns into my body

Nausea assails me

For what it's now

Nausea assails me

For what it will be