Rise from the ashes again
And clothe yourself once again in the cloak of death
Pull out the horror and let the hatred sprout and grow
Whore tonight shall be fixed on Christian blood
Like a beautiful distorted illusion of life's gloomy path
A slow but sure journey towards the land of death is all that awaits you
The tears of the fool turn the ashes to ashes
In the face of the troll bright forests
Do you travel safely
For behind every smallest branch
There lurks something ugly
Like a beautiful distorted illusion of life's gloomy road
A slow but sure journey towards the land of death is all that awaits you
Deep's tears turn the ashes to ashes
In the troll's dark forests
Do you travel safely
For behind every little branch
Something ugly lurks there
The fear is too great for those who walk around believing
Be who you are as a whole and not at all piecemeal and divided