My Last Call

Silence! The screams that haunted me have returned

Crawling. I feel their claws scratching my brain

Destiny. Final Death awaits

Coming. I see Grim Reaper's face

A freezing wind cuts through my wounds

like sharp razors,

The pain it inflicts is making me go insane

Even now moments before my death,

evil tries to lead me astray

Making me false promises in the hope

I fall for his ways

I feel an infection coming in through my wounds;

The end has begun for me

There is little hope for me to survive my great demise

Again I hear the voice, which calls me his son

But then the screams that haunted me returned again

"It is time, to accept what you are,

nothing more than a sinful creature

who is afraid of the night

Salvation of death, it's just a lie you believe in,

to make it easier to face the unknown."

Now in the cold-blooded snow I lie trembling

with fear of my death

Death approaches me with a scythe in his hand

Waiting for the moment to harvest his crop

I sent my falcon away to get some help

But I already knew it would come too late

Things are seldom what they seem,

The end is in fact just a beginning

For my spirit has become immortal

Through the blood of he who was slain before me

The fire in my eyes is extinguished slowly,

my life is at an end, my death is at hand

I have lost all feeling, my wounds stopped bleeding,

my flesh is frozen by the wind,

Memories from times long ago are passing by,

my father, my liege I think I must cry

For my heart is faltering, my spirit is leaving;

with my dying breath I make my last call