Just Holy Death will lead us
To the lore of unremembrance.
And your soul rest in silence
Of unrealy world of mind.
Just Nothing hears its cryings
And its askes to be destroyed.
But Nothing never listens
(To) Millions voises of the damned,
Damned shadows of lost souls.

I hate you Holy Death!
Do you want to hear our voises?
The secrets of eternity
Soon 'll open for our mindes!
The fear will disappear,
And your ugly face 'll be broken.
And you will die yourself, Holy Death!