When darkness falls on the world,
that's not important who you are,
fire burn your field, your house,
your pride and gold.

People that exist,
we'll be all the same,
-dead-
(by the way)
No one can resist.

Death on every step.
Fear,
still can feel it in the air,
we'll die together,
that's one thing fair.

Gloom all around,
torches lighting pointlessly,
leave your hope,
you've no home,
anymo'.