Come to this town

And hear the silence

Last human shelter

Passes under the ground

Sometimes this silence

Breaks by the weeping

The wheeping of mourners

The wheeping of ravens

Touch the gravemound

Do you feel the gravecold?

Bells of a chapel

Count down the time of sleep

Don't cry, father don't cry

Death is a part of our life

I'm a victim of this law

You cannot help me

I see the dark

Through my closing eyes

I feel the cold

Cold of the twilight world

Moans of ground

Pierces you inside

That is my voice

Voice from the past

My voice

Voice from the past

My voice

Voice from the past

In my cold grave

I can't see the sun

I can't see the sky

Darkness is my friend

Town of silence

Is a symphony of death

Is a symphony of pain

And is eternal dreams

My voice

Voice from the past

My voice

Voice from the past

I see the dark

Through my closing eyes

I feel the cold

Cold of the twilight world

Moans of ground

Pierces you inside

That is my voice

Voice from the past

My voice

Voice from the past

My voice

Voice from the past

No more sense

No more life

No more hope

Only fear

No more tears

No more dreams

No more light

Only night

No more fate

No more faith

No more love

Only dark

No more sky

No more sun

No more clouds

Only death, death!

Town of silence

Keeps the sorrow

Tombstones remember

Names of lates

Autumn leaves

Cover the dead ground

This town is a border

Between life and death

Great sadness

Reigns in this town

Only the mad wind

Plays the melody of deat