Александрия

Your life and death, belong to you,
You've sold your soul, damn it.
Eternal life. It is your game,
And you have died,
Black rose in your hand.

Shadows watch you,
You hear their breath, death.
Prayers won't help you.
Your life does not belong
to you any more.
Crying, is your fate, your fate.

1. A happy instant,
As short, as dew,
You are tired of living,
You see the cross, it is for you.

2. You are asleep,
A dream comes to you,
From the past,
Very vile and black,
You wish to wake up.

3. A night shot will wake you,
And shout. The dawn has come,
The way to the sky, is closed,
The road to hell's for you.