"Croce sul cuore possa morire 
Se questo segreto si viene a scoprire..."

When our time [bad word] 
And the night is black 
I am here and wait for him [bad word] 
And bring the seven plagues 
Try to hide your secrets 
No one can believe 
I need some one to help me 
I belong to him

Keeper of Secrets 
Listen to whispers in your mind 
Searching the shadows of your life 
Calling the Keeper of Secrets

Across the shadows, before the light.. 
Until [bad word]  until your cries

When the end [bad word] 
Light will fade away 
All around this cloudy sky 
That my mind creates 
When our dreams are cold and timeless 
Open up your eyes 
Walk on path of sorrow 
Falling from the sky 

Across the shadows, before the light.. 
Until [bad word]  until your cries 
Across the madness, across the land, 
before [bad word]  before your death..

Keeper of Secrets 
Listen to whispers in your mind 
Searching the shadows of your life 
Calling the Keeper of Secrets