I look down to my grave
And see how right I was
If we die there's only heaven
No matter what you were or done

When I was a boy I was always worried
If the things I did were right or wrong
Then I grew up and finally realize
There can be only heaven I'm already living hell

Winter in hell!

I used to be always cold
Just wishing for my day to come
Why should we fear what we don't know
When all we have is our own
Now I feel nothing see nothing ear anything
Only the desperating silence in the middle of nowhere
But everything is better to that
Cold dark winter in hell

Winter in hell!
Winter in hell!