Tekster: Thy Serpent. Deathbearer.

The first rays of morning come
Again I'm stuck in front of the window
Everything is disconsolate, grey
Nothing to heal my wounds today

Still I think of moments past
Recall the dead and the living
So many death's agonies
It tears me away from this life

A twisted mind kills from the inside
I've been made into the deathbearer
It persecuted and crushed the mind
Thoughts distorted eternally

I no longer feel the fear of death
It is life that deprives everything
Where have you all gone?
All that lies under the soil is just a shell

The sun sets into the horizon
Again night conquers day
Again I can forget
Sleep kills the pain of life...

...tomorrow I awake no more