Precious death lies in you With the coldest of love Precious death lies in you When the wind blows grief (The first rock is falling) (The death clock is calling) Agony said to you That we have no future Evil rules in this world Only pain and sorrow Open arms Wait for your child If only I could breathe the fragrance of the wind Lost ship to oblivion If only I could break the clouds of bitter rain Lost ship to oblivion So I mourn, your cross, this life belongs to death Emptiness and loneliness Wine and bread of everyday