Vertaling: Begrafnis Mist. Son van Hoop.
Panic, hysteria, infernally raging chaos Salvation through destruction Cold black sun of hope Darkness Your star lies cold Blindness Blood and
grief rules the earth And dark visits the land Father I bewail you in infinity Obscurity within funeral moon My damnation above land so cold Obscurity within funeral
Creepin move with swiftness in the dark And aint no stoppin, once a nigga start It aint nothin new, up under the sun for days and days Under the moon,
