...the bell tower of souls spreads its black call Bells begin to toll their funeral tone All has already finished Grim march to black eternity Burning fights human miseries ...suffered passions and tormented desires Black horizon of death is our destiny Souls are cold and silent Like deep waters of a lake in cold winter My lungs breathe the immense void of eternity Cold night fog covers our eyes Eternal nights whisper calls the spectral chargers Silent carriages of death drawn by their chargers...are coming They come down the black sky along its funeral path of tears They have arrived...they open their black doors to us We fatal human souls come into grim march Its the end of all ruinous human life Legions of black carriages close their black doors They march with the silence of death To black eternity...to black eternity
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