Besedila:
Before The Dawn Deathstar Rising

All befell an instant A blink of an eye and all was gone Devastation, its most simple form The recent events Some sort of destruction Came without a

Placing the events in a row That led me to this point Of no return, no way to go Crossroad without directions A dead end street What led me to this point

Doubting my existence Or more precisely the cause What was the solid foundation Upon where I built my life How did it turn out to be an conviction How

No fractures Not a single scar No affliction Nothing to be seen On the surface My appearance Conceals and distorts If you?d only known Where I have been

The scythe of death And the hounds of hell were sent To claim my life At the gates of hades No one dares to call my name Living wraith without a soul