I'm traveling through darkness
I can't see or hear a single thing
Constant motion
I'm traveling through darkness
Constant motion and a sense of peace
Why I haven't felt anything?
Now I can see a ghastly sight
A ceiling made of stones molded by time
The sun is not above me
I can see hell cause I'm
Dead! And this is hell
Dead! I am dead and this is hell
Dead! The last thing I remember is the fire
As a million daggers going through my heart
It kills me to know that I wasted my life
In death we miss the moments
That when we're alive make us want to die
I feel the urge to move
And I start to descend the big slope
The vision grows its intensity
I can see hell cause I'm
Dead! And this is hell
Dead I am dead and this is hell
Dead! The last thing I remember is the fire
Before I realize I'm surrounded by the forest made of ashes and stones
I try to stop walking but I'm not moving willingly (I can't stop)
Behind the grey conifers I see anodine faces (Faces)
Frozen in time, only their eyes are moving all around
I can´t help to worry
About all that's left behind
About all that's left behind
Burning down the order
The last thing I remember
The last thing I remember
Burning down the order
And this is hell!
And this is hell!
HAND THIS IS HELL
As a million daggers going through my heart
It kills me to know that I wasted my life
In death we miss the moments
That when we're alive make us want to die
WANT TO DIE!
WANT TO DIE!
In death we miss the moments