Creeping upon my soul, the disease was blinding me

The vulture's shadow was out of reach

The carcass of hope I could not see



My spirit trapped by midnight, deeper down it sank

I gasped at the land of shadows

At last in death I found my rank



Nine worlds below Nivlhel I went

That is where the dead of Hel's domain are sent



In a dream I saw a dark figure, a black cloak was hiding her face

My empty eyes stared insane with fright

By death would I now be embraced



I thought I had found a sanctuary, could a mind so empty go insane?

But one fear trod on the heels of another

I was dying again and again