Sacramentum - spiritual winter

Cold hate, black fear, I know the end is here
Too near but I have no fear to die
I really want to die tonight

My hate's far stronger than my spiritual winter
Deeper than the space, I die, spiritual winter
Emerging from the mists of forgotten time
The sweet smell of death, a perfume of mesmerizing kind

To death, to grave, all is hunger and pain
Ascend to deserted space
Deaths bells starts to chime tonight

In the depth of my destiny, spiritual winter
The eyes of my soul dies, spiritual winter
Emerging from the mists of forgotten time
The sweet smell of death, a perfume of mesmerizing kind

I'm so tired but I can't sleep anymore
I'm still awake but soon asleep

My hate far stronger than my spiritual winter
Deeper than the space, I die, spiritual winter
In the depth of my destiny, spiritual winter
The eyes of my soul dies, spiritual winter

Cold hate, black fear, I know the end is here
Too near but I have no fear to die
I really want to die tonight