Anathema
Echoes Of Terror
[Intro]
Existence, throughout a spirit's will
A force, use the power of evil

Darkness, visualize
As light pierces through your yearning eyes

Rebirth of a lost soul
Your body, a channel with witch to grow old

Mephitic, smell of death
Rancid flesh, of the undead

[Chorus]
Inner screams
Useless tears
Shattered bones
My prayer...
"Oh Lord...
...Help me die."

"Please help me die."

[Verse 1]
This inner gloom
A subterranean hell
A morbid sleep
In my stygian world
My mind is locked
At chains my thoughts
I pray for death
Euthanatize my soul
Sanctify me!

[Outro]
Epitaph, to mankind
Engraved, on your mind

Stigmata, on the flesh
Dead images, put to rest