Found the soul to the living dead
Abrupt the develop a gloomy day
The day have ability to be dead

He can destroy the past

And the gloomy side to
Abandon the holy soul
To be quit the dead
In their graves

If they not give
The holy soul
Are the dead coming up
And will the living

We must defend us
With rites the cross and
Burning corpse

In an old rotten building
He is a blessed to the ground

From beyond
Is the gloomy serious
Before it transforms
To lure, to corpse
And found the guilty
No have defied as all