and let it bark to my eternal rest.
Let eternal sleep take this son,
as in this life I've done my best.
Tired have my eyes long time become.
And my soul empety and numb
I have no strenght left to fight.
The world is meaningless and no longer mine.
The hope is darkness of it's shatered light,
A Death sings it's hymn
Tired has my soul long become.
It's only empety and numb.
Other's will come, others will live,
and their steps will make the earth turn.
All mistakes I forgive.
But I've got no place left to run.
