I feel the air blowing upon my face 

As I stand amidst the tombs 

Upon these tombs; the shadow lurks 

Defiling every moment of my joy 

I stand again to confront them 

But I feel weak

I fear my death and I obey them 

I fear them and I am their slave 

Darkness Is upon me; and I cannot cast them away 

Their spell mesmerize me; and I feel nothing 

I lay down myself 

And smell the air; I feel my death approaching 

I have the vision of hopeless souls 

Wandering around me 

Soon, I am to follow them 

And soon, I am to be with them 

Forever....

I will vanish from the earthly pleasures 

But my soul will remain 

Forever It will wander; searching for salvation 

I am a prisoner within this circle 

I am a slave within this circle 

For now It Is my life

And I fear my creator who created me now

I feel the air blowing upon my face
As I stand amidst the tombs
Upon these tombs; the shadow lurks
Defiling every moment of my joy
I stand again to confront them
But I feel weak
I fear my death and I obey them
I fear them and I am their slave
Darkness Is upon me; and I cannot cast them away
Their spell mesmerize me; and I feel nothing
I lay down myself
And smell the air; I feel my death approaching
I have the vision of hopeless souls
Wandering around me
Soon, I am to follow them
And soon, I am to be with them
Forever....
I will vanish from the earthly pleasures
But my soul will remain
Forever It will wander; searching for salvation
I am a prisoner within this circle
I am a slave within this circle
For now It Is my life
And I fear my creator who created me now