All creation rots In fate's obscene laughter No mercy, no order Only chaos remains
Death strikes down Old age, time is a prison You mourn your pain The birth of wretched death
Torment incarnate Cleansed in fever In death's cold embrace Visions haunt the skull Angry, howling demons Abyss without end The misery that once was man
Funeral of existence
The grip of nightmares Ever growing
Time corrodes of the spirit We drown in bottomless torment The end draws near Shadows rise like monoliths Each breath exhales Despair from the tomb Death's parade Funeral of existence A spectral hymn Cursed and eternally chained
One truth remains Always the same
Born under the weight of fate Our cursed life is but a fleeting flame There is no solace in the void
