I entered the hall of light with a hail Afterwards I felt all my strength My body seemed not to shy away Moistured with blood and saliva in my mouth
Deathyell…
There followed thunder and my hour has come My way took me aeons Encircled by hate and strength I remained Only bloody corpses saw my triumphant victory In the river of cries my way streamed on But this way seemed to be infinite My self showed no pity at this time My spirit was not the same as before
Deathyell…
Deathyell… Caught in circles my way should end However, my way back was blocked No escape seemed near and my fate was imprisoned in the tower anyhow I denied the way and experienced pain
Punished and thrashed I laid on the edge of that cliff No pain in the world describes my pain of 1000 deaths at that moment There I understood the meaning of pain Thrashed and lost But my renaissance will come Deathyell is my yell in the last hour The time of deathyell is my sign