I The endless dark river Goes through misty fields. The swans on the water, 'bout living they grieves.
II The ancient sad demon Regards to the souls. The people that drown there, They are lifeless dolls.
CH There is no sun, there is no any kind of light. Martyred are pay for they sins 'till the end of time. Never wake up, never see the smiles of those you loved. By crimson rain crying clouds from above.