It's grim and cold Unmercyfull The priest said I gonna die SacroGoat Oh!, rites so old No chance to get out alive Horrified they are claiming For their Gods to save my soul But the will rip my mother With it's cryptic voice Your son is going to die And I'm screaming so loud Can't you hear my cries I'm getting so old Just like the dying Sun! The light is red like pure fire They say is the Devil's eye And I will enter the graveyard There I may feel alive And I'm screaming so loud Can't you hear my cries I'm getting so old Just like the dying Just like the dying Just like the dying Sun! And I'm dying so loud Why can you hear me cry I'm getting so o fucking old Just like the dying Just like the dying Just like the dying Sun!