The planet is imploding Ashes and death from the bowels Dark and hard roar from outside Unfaithful are dreaming to see the stars again
Executioners are dancing Proclaiming the cult of suffering
Corpses are rising Disheartened are going mad Corpses are rising The human pathetic game is over Corpses are rising Cadavers moves in a mysterious way Corpses are rising Secrets are burning The planet is imploding Ashes and death from the bowels Dark and hard roar from outside
Blood is condensing Armageddon is coming Usque ad finem Torment runs rampant
Through my insides Still, numb heart Lost, cold soul Simply going through Physical motions only Broken, untended heart Battered, dark soul Internally I sleep Longing to be buried Beaten, stopped heart Torn, crying soul Pains so fierce Needing to be put to rest No more heart No more soul My heart to ashes My soul to dust Unconsciously awake I am already dead. No hope of salvation