Beyond the horizon the pallid sun has fled From the graying land arrive the famished and undead Through the sky phantom wings ascend In the darkened cathedrals Unholy souls attend As the weakening light of day begins to fade Twilight darkens into a starless basalt shade In the evening murk red eyes glare No resisting the ungodly stare When I passed away it was hard to tell But every night I'm reborn in hell I've seen so much suffering Witnessed so many pain filled eyes and agonizing deaths At times I feel guilty when I visit their graves to express my sorrow Lucky for me the journey is short I take a few steps When I passed away it was hard to tell But every single night I'm reborn in hell I enter the rotting graves these same tears in eyes