Wals forlorn Cold will come Brothers and sisters stray In hearts left no more pray
All men must die The clutch is growing Live days in lie The doom is roaring
Days in fear are going by Killing free and love to lie Haunts of demons in your mind Weary people getting wild
Return the all your gold And ready be for the cold You will die and don`t get old The only chance is being bold
The clouds come crashing before the days end The light will flashing and will be a band The story is ending on shaded graveyard The sword has come closer but death is retard
All men must die The clutch is growing Live days in lie The doom is roaring
All men must die The clutch is growing Live days in lie The doom is roaring