There's no time and there's no freedom ye can't hide in Pluto's kingdom
Dread and icy cold penetrateth through the evil eyes of sinner
He knows all about anguish only he has rights of winner
Hence the cemetery's erected 'round the village start devildom

Welcome to asylum of the lost souls -- to the graveyard of the wild pain
Those who'll risk their lives at late night will be captives in the chill-steel rain
Only there immortal soldiers lie in endless languish boredom
'Cause their souls have doomed for penance they must stay in racking thraldom

Ghosts are breathing o'er the graveyard -- fog spreads 'bove the sleeping hollow
Screams of spirits melt in silence -- which could be the sole haven
Now the graveyard's full of demons -- they're inspiring fear and horror,
Feeding by the pure mays' juice, nourishing with preux knights' gore

Gore!

There're only fearful woods around where birds of prey sing praise to death
Olden mountains guide the feebles to the meeting with their last breath
Beasts, which look like Hadean monsters waiting for the cruel murthers
They're just faithful sons of evil trying to be devils' soldiers

That's His domain, reign of dusk, blood and death with loud wargs' bark
People can't revolt and fight, 'cause their souls are by His side

(There are wisdom and dolours of ages sojourn in the oblivion).