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.