All creation rots
In fate's obscene laughter
No mercy, no order
Only chaos remains
Death strikes down
Old age, time is a prison
You mourn your pain
The birth of wretched death
Torment incarnate
Cleansed in fever
In death's cold embrace
Visions haunt the skull
Angry, howling demons
Abyss without end
The misery that once was man
Funeral of existence
The grip of nightmares
Ever growing
Time corrodes of the spirit
We drown in bottomless torment
The end draws near
Shadows rise like monoliths
Each breath exhales
Despair from the tomb
Death's parade
Funeral of existence
A spectral hymn
Cursed and eternally chained
One truth remains
Always the same
Born under the weight of fate
Our cursed life is but a fleeting flame
There is no solace in the void
Funeral of existence