I tried to feel myself safe
In this world full of hope
But I just feel cold
I tried to be someone else
And being raped by consciousness
It was greyness inside
I just remember, some need to an end
Some hunger and will to die
Incessant and magnificent
The beats of death are upon us
A macabre rhythm in black
A miserable loneliness
Skeletons are playing skulls
Drums made of human skins
Coldness and anger
Are smelling death aside
Triumphant melodies of torture
Rumbling endless nightmares
The entrance of heaven
Breathing the light of day
Breathing the light of day
No words to say, no sounds to play
Their beat is sweet and lovely
Lonely as twilight's brightness
Light is lighting these empty skulls
