Quickly, the end of birth, rotthing, this the end
Another lonely corpse, is ready now to bend
Into a prision of Dirt, Beneath the awful earth
Close gates of death, where do I rest
All alone in, the, ground
Take what is,your my virgin corpse
Soul ance for me, set loose and free
What Will be Done, soom I,m no one
What why must this, be help me please
All alone in, the, ground
Listen to what,s been said, my words to all mankind
Conbined Evil visions, lurking inside my mind
Worried thoughts I wonder, imagine you were to die
Exist never again, no hope for afterlife