In my mind
ideas and gloomy thoughts arise
that rule over my acts
Nocturnal races
takes part of my dreams
seizing in my fantasy
through bonds of terror
Chorus:
Awaking
an verify that all is false.
Awake
and remember my dwelling in life.
Repeat Chorus
The abysm is still open
and my body is falling
just like a puppet
with its hacked threads
Black crosses
The macabre poetry
of a weeping music
breaks the obscene whisper
with the dismal sound...
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