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!