Arkona (pl) - Grand Manifest of Death

With hatred of the words I burn
To scream into reality's face
Seep hatred and hug the rope
With your own hands
Death

Among all the man who means nothing
With the abyss of the day acquired
The void silence – the void existence
I feel her cold breath touching me

Everything merges into one piece
The abyss that draws in
This moment like a judgement
I accept it with dignity

I spit on your words, God
I spit on the hope
False promises dead salvation
I lie down in you, Earth
My dearest mother
In your arms I will stay forever

There is no light
There is no flame, no cold
There is no heaven or hell
Black empty abyss
Silence of non-existence
A long sleep and peace
I desire an eternal relief

I spit on your words, God
I spit on the hope
False promises dead salvation
I lie down in you, Earth
My dearest mother
In your arms I will stay forever
Death

The end of everything
The final osculation
The eternal nothingness
Death is the final end

The end of everything
The final osculation
The eternal nothingness
Death is the final end