Within the darkness posessed by the might Person in shadows beyond the moon light Enduring watcher of funeral rite He who takes care of the lost in the night
Through the cold winds of the fall Take path to the tear stained hall In side the frost bitten hearts There's no hope, life will not last
Look to the future and see what you'll get All dreams and feelings are buried or fled Who will protect the rest of the legion of the dead? Not even cross high above corpses' head
Restless grim servant of death Guard of its underground wealth Prison of silence and grief Nightmares comes true, you believe!
Through the cold winds of the fall Take path to the tear stained hall Prison of silence and grief Nightmares comes true, you believe!