Welcome to the magic place
Endless silence time stands still
Oldest tombstones ever seen
Welcome to the cemetary

At the darkest night I'm standing alone
At the darkest (coldest) night I'm standing at
The cemetary in the middle of this night
Biting icy wind blows on, blowing on and on

In the middle of this night
Feeling fear somthing's near
Something is here, feeling the fear

Fear increases mind gets weak
Fear increases bathed in perspiration
Whispering leafs, winds blowing on
Scraping boughs still blowing on

Another noise, somethings near
Smell the perspiration, feel the fear
Strangest darkness at the night
I just listen 'cause no sight

Biting icy wind blows on, blowing on and on
Feeling presence, not from me
Strangest darkness, I cannot see
Something's present, watching me

It is waiting, waiting for me
Another noise, somethings near
Middle of this night, 'cause no sight
Darkest way, bathed in blood