Оригинален текст
These gardens of angst
In which I stand
Lost and confused
Hungry for more
Eager to cross
This river of tears
Safe in this void
In which I live
Free from despair
Weaving a web
Surrounding my soul
Imprisoned distress
In a world of dying angels
Trespassers on unknown domains
Traumatic defeat
This time I'll burn
For one thousand years
Bearing the truth
Deep down inside
It dies with me
Taste the pure salt
Of misery
Hell's ecstasy
Feel destiny
Breathe in your neck
Cut you so deep
Twisting my mind
Living in sin
Dying within
Wicked and mean
Sinister eyes
Staring at me