This is the world they created

Where perfect souls can rest

They feel the forthcoming violence

Of the enraged undead

With their nails they’re scratching the surface

They want peace for their souls as the scriptures told

This is the world they created

Where perfect souls can rest

They feel the forthcoming violence

Of the еnraged undead

Caged likе birds

They used to be kings

They've been praised as divinities

Caged like birds

They used to be kings

They've been praised as divinities

And now servants of gloom

Their screams echo against the wall

The mighty wall

The mighty wall

Once they took place in the dark

They lived for the rays of the sun

Locked doors divide our worlds

Impassable gates

The eternal rest is denied

The eternal rest is denied

The eternal rest is denied

Caged like birds

They used to be kings

They've been praised as divinities

And now servants of gloom

Their screams echo against the wall

The mighty wall

They used to be kings

Praised as divinities