The black angel of death
Overflies our houses
In search of something more
Valuable than our souls
It´d be the eternal
Suffering on God´s earth
Or would we be dreaming awake
With our worst nightmare?

Screams of the shades
In this rotten world
What would be
The password to survive
A pentagram traced in blood
Or a scream of blasphemy?

The sky is formerly ash
Now is completely dark
Our grief transgress our hearts
And we get lost

The terror is slippery among
The ditches of a forgotten world
No kisses or prays, no witchcraft
Will save our people

Don´t!