I need your life I need your soul
I rise from graves through darkness and death
I'm the messenger of Fallen Angel
Servant of hell who has come for you
You don't feel don't hear don't see
You never can't to put flight from me
You're prisoned till I'm not either free
I reign your life as reign in the sky
I reign your life until I help you die
There's endless field full of stony crosses
They stand in silence as bewitched
So've stood they here for thousands of years
You ask whose they are
There's endless field full of crosses
Dust of times deposites on them
And once theyselves will fall into dust
That wind will carry over graves
