Twilight of the World

Spiritual Death

The souls of men die
Little by little
Only the bodies remain at the end
They don't know the reason why,
Why the world changes beyond recognition,
While turning into the icy cocoon
Why the spiritual death
Does celebrate victory
Leaving no wound in the heart
And love is mere empty words

The cold indifference rules the world
It's so frightful to dwell here,
In the wasteland, among the soulless bodies

Should my soul die too,
Just kill me without any doubt
Just kill me without any doubt
Just kill me without any doubt

2004 translation by Wolffanger

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2004 Wolfsblood