The moon is full
Shining behind mountains tall
Cold wind sends shiver down my spine
I know, I know
I don't have much time.

Underworld's Grim knocks
on my heart, not the door
Be still, my heart
Be still, don't want more.

Here, the inevitable comes
Puts a sickle on my throat
I have lived. I have lived.
I am content. I am ready.
Take me now while I am happy.

Now, time will stood still
Like the sole tree on the hill
Bid goodbye, bid goodbye
For the time to die is nigh.