Besedila: Pestilence. Echoes Of Death.

Trapped inside my self-capsule
For a journey into an atmosphere
A darkened space, I'm floating in
Although I am not here

I've got a room, it's colored black
The trap I haven't chosen
I cannot think, my limbs, I can't move
Seems like they're frozen

Peaceful existence
In a world above earthly life
I've been there in this paradise
Where all is calm and nice

Walking in the other side
Can't tell the difference between day and night
Voices, I can hear hidden somewhere
But they're near

Out there in this universe
Imaginary world of fantasy
Am I dreaming?
But it seems so real to me

Humanity denies death
Search for immortality
Melancholy desire
Can't become reality

No reason to fear death
We all will meet it anyway
A promised life in hereafter
As we will pass away

Peaceful existence
In a world above earthly life
I've been there in this paradise
Where all is calm and nice

Echoes of death
Echoes of death

Walking in the other side
Can't tell the difference between day and night
Voices, I can hear hidden somewhere
But they're near

Out there in this universe
Imaginary world of fantasy
Am I dreaming?
But it seems so real to me

Trapped inside my self-capsule
For a journey into an atmosphere
A darkened space, I'm floating in
Although I am not here

No reason to fear death
We all will meet it anyway
A promised life in hereafter
As we will pass away

Peaceful existence
In a world above earthly life
I've been there in this paradise
Where all is calm and nice

Echoes of death
Echoes of death