This light that I see deep
inside,
songs from Walhalla they come
Spiritual weaponry
I'm tired, the end is close,
one more night and my live is
done
Spiritual weaponry
The sun creeps under the shadows
in grey,
coldness is my torment
This is the beginning of an
eternal trip
this is the way to my last battle
My life fly's away
for death embraces my last wish;
the desire to get more
