The day that we met so dark and cold the thoughts in my head so sad - must not be told the screams of love which has passed away clouds from above darkest time has come still no time to pray voices of death calling my name creeps from behind what has my life became? creeps from beneth am i destined to live? creeps from my left i have sins to admit creeps from my right my soul is not in my sight Shiver up my spine this is the end no point to act good no point to pretend endless suffer endless screams i hope i'm walking in dreams!