My home is the tomb
In the captivity of the holy land
I don't see a light for ages
In the cramped caske
T i don't see the sun and the sky
There is realm of death
Only demons talk with me here!
Way back don't be here, but in my cramped box
I was seized with the yea

This Pain remainds of Doom
The roaming is aimless
Beeng uncertain is accompanied
By loss of a vital power
So We make them
So We make the monsters
Who are the results of our
Morbid imaginations
The fear, The fear
Increases and gets stronger
The fear, The fe

Everybody is dead, nobody lives with me, nobody is here to help me
I'm quiet alone at present...
Is there a meaning in my life, my stupid life now!
There is one joy left to me: to wait for my death!
It's so painful! I'm pained to realize my solitude on the Earth. It's dark...

I could see Your Light once upon a time
And looked at the Sun till the darkness had blinded me.
Light lost!
I said to satan: Be master of my soul
And sin penetrate into me
Woe to me!
Everyone who keeps on sinning is a slave to sin
We are all rovers of sin!
Serpent

The Bruts who have taken from their own lifes the enjoyment
Are disposing of other lives now! Yes, they do it. It's a pity
They are merciless killers comiting deadly sins
They give terrible death to their own children
Doom to Torment and Sorrow theirs and themselves too!
It's

The time's flow is inevitable
The vainities devour our power
Why do we rush about the Earth
Possessed by vain Hopes of changes
Death is inevitable
Fate is invariable
As ever!
It's boring to have, to have
No changes
As ever! Forever!
The time's flow is inev