As I listen to the shadows of the air
Listening in the wind that moved my hair
Searching everywhere
In a token of despair
I am lonely.
Every present that I had has now been brought
There is no - one left on earth with whom to talk
But I'm still searching everywhere
In a token of despair
I am lonely.
I have been undead for just a year
I have felt the torment and the fear
And I yearn to know
In my shadow of a man
Who I now am.
I can not tell all you living men alone
I must habitate a world that's for the living
But I'm dead so what can I do - now
But I'm dead so what can I do - now
Dies Irae, Dies Illa
Dies Irae, Dies Illa
All I may is stay and look around
See the people moving, listen to their sound
I'll go on searching everywhere
In a token of despair.
- for ever
- for ever
Dies Irae, Dies Illa
Your soul is wanton, give it all
Slowly suffer for the Fall
Sow the furrow lying fallow
Follow the Way that's not got narrow.
Burn - burn in anger
Burn - deny belief
Burn - burn in anger
Drink your sorrow, sup your grief.