I can’t turn my eyes
I wish I could lie
From the man the unknown man
He’s always before me
Waiting impatiently
Death song
Continue to work [bad word] Is less stressful than resting
I’ve nothing to fear from anyone
I sense that my death [bad word] 
Death song
Death song
My work is now dying
This life’s been trying
Now I’m free of my destiny
I’m free
Free to sing
Death song
Death song
Death song