The Ghost of the Jew - Cruenta Lacrymis

This is my grave

In the deep of obscurity

His chains that creeps

No safety for anyone

You know that you are alone

But ghost wants you to rebirth

He haunts you in dreams

He’ll have you

Dying and suffering

If I fall down

A voice whispers to escape

But is too late

Among the fog lights

A lantern in the dark night

If I fall down

Nothing can stifle his cries

A hand on my shoulder

Nothing can stifle his cries

A hand on my shoulder

Hate and horror

This is what I fell

Darkness dig into my depths

This is my grave

In the deep of obscurity

My chains that creeps

No safety for anyone

I could forget the past

But I have pity for the future