The world is turning back
Time’s standing still
And reaper’s demons riding down to kill
When ancient [bad word] [bad word] 
Life’s far away
Don’t pray for me
In agony I’ll wake
Die.

What’s gone through me and what has touched me
What’s growing deep inside
Feel oppressions, feeling sorrow
The guilt to be alive
Trying to find the delivering answer
Why the master’s calling me
No screams for mercy, into the fires
I’ll meet my destiny.

My blood, my mind, my fate
Don’t sacrifice my soul.

Ripping, breaking, devastating
My powers fade away
Deformation, mutilation
Transforming and decay
Constrained to die, repeat my last words
Sadistic games you’ll see
No way to exit, the deals of suffering
Will made eternally.

 [bad word]  to take, my life
Don’t sacrifice my soul.

Oh God, help me, to survive
Don’t sacrifice my soul.