It's grim and cold Unmercyfull
The priest said I gonna die
SacroGoat Oh!, rites so old
No chance to get out alive
Horrified they are claiming
For their Gods to save my soul
But the will rip my mother
With it's cryptic voice
Your son is going to die
And I'm screaming so loud
Can't you hear my cries
I'm getting so old
Just like the dying Sun!

The light is red like pure fire
They say is the Devil's eye
And I will enter the graveyard
There I may feel alive
And I'm screaming so loud
Can't you hear my cries
I'm getting so old
Just like the dying
Just like the dying
Just like the dying Sun!
And I'm dying so loud
Why can you hear me cry
I'm getting so o fucking old
Just like the dying
Just like the dying
Just like the dying Sun!