ترانه:
Darkside Dying World

there is black silent marching in the wood seems to be sheer minutes of destruction why do you stand still decay house of your father why do raise up

Snow has fallen in deep After midnight you leave Drunken of purple wine Dark sounding district of men Tears of pain Crash my face Trapped to die in

Knights of terror and insanity Ruling peoples destiny Forced by crippeled history Don't let it come back again Fear me - your death Alive - you see

there is black silent marching in the wood seems to be sheer minutes of destruction why do you stand still decay house of your father why do raise up

Breath of feverish poison Leads my mind in spheres Feeling myself clinched, locked A bloody sabbath of my life Bloodstained blossoms My heart belches

Lonesome under stars tent Walks through the silent hour Boy wakes out of weird dreams His face decaying it seems Crazed woman weeps open hair In the

Decay glides through the rotten room Angels blue eyes Open up and fade To black Blue is the colour of the evening The hour of our dying Azraels shadow

ترجمه: Darkseed. جهان در حال مرگ.