Låttexter:
Antestor Det Tapte Liv

Vemod over det tapte liv Et liv som aldri ble levd Jeg vet lite av glede Men Mye av vrede Vik fra meg Satan

Sometimes I cry in grief Not for the dead that once surrounded me Or for the sadness that comes to me When I am lonely But I cry For those who have

Rites of death Rites of undeath We're falling We're falling down I told you we're into deep Transfer life into what's dead The act of humans playing