The story of my life begins Of what was once my dying Blood is pumping in my hearts Two of them: one heart never dies
The torture of my life begins What is now my fate My soul is not reflected My soul´s determined to be sad
The story of my life begins Of what was once my dying Blood is pumping in my hearts Two of them one heart never dies And when we worship altars Which honor satan and the blood
The torture of my life begins What is now my fate My soul is not reflected My soul´s determined to be sad
While heavy snow falls on my grave
The story sentenced me to death While holding soft his virgin The band of gypsies played the mort While blood was running on my heart
The story of my life begins... And we worship altars Which honor satan and the blood
