Unpleasant, intrusive hateful reminder, keening for withered life

With maledictions carved upon disheveled appearance

Oh that dreadful leer, mocking eyes glowing banefully

Fixed ever upon the unwise, ominous caller of the dead

Growing steady as the storm the whispering notes rise

The dirge of endless mourning, the terrible sound of broken hearts

No escaping discomposure, squalid foulness, despair

Gloating over terror

Harsh song will open eyes, tear soul from sleeping wretch

Cast out only words that blind

As tempest to whispers, horror and allure

Acrimony in suffering, the ultimate penalty is never to die

To endure timeless wretchedness

Weary eyes filling with tender pity, death messenger doomed to weep

Fading voice choked and eternal, lament shared with all who listen

There is pity beneath fear, hopeless life beneath broken hearts

Beauty behind unearthly cries, melody in songs of ending life

Ochón, ochón, ochón

A sombre theme sung throughout endless lives

Announcing the release of mortal pains

Beckon the living, besiege their senses with terrible song

Ochón, ochón, ochón