I hear the rain,
The storm, The thunder,
When I look through my window I can see the graveyard,
I can feel the dead,
They're awake,
I see bats flying,
I hear wolves crying,
I know the dead are coming,
We can't hide behind a fairytale forever,
Because when the death rule,
It will never stop raining,
The sun will not come,
Thunder will always be there,
Because we didn't change it,
And now their time has come.
Time of judgment,
Time of the dark,
Time of the dead.
