Scythe of the reaper is behind, but the reaper's shadow on your life.
Waking up, don't cry in the night. It isn't time to close your eyes.
Don't deem your days, the ruinous time. You taint n' mutilate your mind.
Denying death, you shouldn't try to dig up grave for your life.

Going toward deadlock, we're falling down below.
Last point is deathroll. Welcome to deceased rows.
Born victims of downfall, these victims are we all.
Can you deceive death? Go! But we should die.
Oh no!

Don't stop at the top, don't touch the sky.
Don't fall, for you're not flying.
Get up and fight, release your rage,
Say to death "FUCK UP", say, "FUCK YOURSELF".

Go, get up victims who died, you're better off dead.

Waiting for death you shouldn't cry with pain in heart.
Prevail.
Don't dare to cry, show a fuck motherfucker,
Don't dare to cry, FUCK!