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When the old man raises his bony hand

The flesh is kissed by the cold breath of death

When the heat has gone, no need to dread

The black stone cage will rot you in the end

As the hunger of time corrodes nothing will be left

In the deep slumber with the cold, flesh is embraced

By the underworld elders, I am the one who is blessed

The spirit is forever free, this shall not be the end

In the darkest hours, I carved the opus of death with my nails

As a slave of a forgotten symphony

Breathless, I woke up to the night

Senseless, I gazed to the frozen stars

Fearless, I wandered under the moonlight

Graveless, among the fallen ones

Death is the beginning!!!

This is the exclamation

Awakening to a new dark world

Discovering another way of life

Starting from the beginning

This is the wisdom

Rebellion for a mortal existence

Freedom of unleashed spirit

This is the truth of Sarcophagus