Where am I now? 
 How, have I died? 
 Is this [bad word] dream or underground? 
 Where is the sun, where are the stars? 
 They vanished behind! 
 Oh! 

 This endless dawn 
 Where, am I alive? Was it a lie? 
 Will I see the night and open skies? 
 Perhaps I am blind? Could I be blind? 
 Though open my eyes! 
 But there I see - a star is shining 
 So bright, I can't bare its light 

 One star 
 On the darkest of skies 
 One soul 
 As alone as mine 
 I believe it now! 

 Martyr I tread the sands of death 
 I feel no pain or fear 
 The lifeless corpse with rotten soul within 
 Moon by moon, the torments path 
 New scenes of [bad word] revealed 
 I'm cursed to find the celestial one 
 In those gloomy, suffocating deeps 

 Oh, deliverance 
 I hear the angels call but, 
 Heavy chains of burden pull me down 
 Oh no, my mind in trance 
 Will I see the light of day, 
 Until the underwater moon is shining? 

 Martyr I tread the wasted lands 
 Of riffs and dancing sand 
 Inside me raging emptiness 
 When night is dying slow 
 And nothing seems to change 
 I'm damned to find deliverance 

 Martyr 
 Deliverance