I am the wanderer of soul with untrouble mind
And the last of my kind
I am the final one last man standing
I have [bad word] dldsdfsdf

The freezing moon upon the gates of damnation
With luminess of wrath
Northern lights reveal the one [bad word] Covering the air

We all die alone in the funeral of world
The burial of ash
Last coffin nails
6 inch long
6 men lower
6 feet under
Into the grave so cold

I am the wanderer of soul with untrouble mind
And the last of my kind
I am the final one last man standing
I have [bad word] dldsdfsdf

The freezing moon upon the gates of damnation
With luminess of wrath
Northern lights reveal the one [bad word] Covering the air