Fells of fear, tears of killed reminds
Dreadful nothing of never-ending sorrow
Innocent child dying in black coffin
Appeal screaming still keeps in walls
All of us wander, in the tomb of fear
We cannot find the exit from dream
Nobody die in the tomb of fear
As insect which eats itself
As spiders when wait on web
As animals that haven't any pity
As corpses we're living here
Humid air made of human be
Revolting smell made of our greed
Only torches made of kind-hearted
Sadly blazes in corners of soul
Lead: radek
All of us wander in the tomb of fear
We cannot find the exit from dream
Nobody die in the tomb of fear
As insect which eats itself
As spiders when wait on web
As animals that haven't any pity
As corpses we're living here
Blind mind in us feeds heart
Untill it bleeds
