Оригинален текст
Surviving in the deadly night
Looking at an empty face
Visions through an empty sight
A disadvantage of the human race
A recreation of my ripping death
They hold my body try to break my head
Terror rising as I take my last breath
All is quiet while my souls undead
As my corpse lies without a fear
Reminiscing on the days of fear
All I thing is of the time when I cried
Now is past forth and my poor soul has died
Death-reborn-faith-castout-mind-in shock
Soul-it dies.
Driven-insane beyond fear
Battle- I will stand alone
The many seek my fortune
I will haunt them forever.
When I see hell awaiting
Reel within my eyes thus far
Rigormortis sets inside my mind
I will be coming back for more