Текст: Amon Amarth. Doom Over Dead Man.

The autumn clouds are caving in
And night comes crawling black as sin
Lightning strikes and rain begins
A storm that tares my soul

I toss and twizzle in my bed
My thoughts are spinning in my head
Darkness nears, soon I'll be dead
I'm losing all control

I spent my life in foolish quest
For gold and riches I'd contest
And now I'm left with just regrets
Too late to change my ways

My life, it seems has slipped away
I leave no legacy to praise
Nothing more for me to say
My life has been a waste

(When)
When time has come for me to leave
(When)
When judgment's passed upon my life
(When)
A cold dark grave awaits for me
(Will)
Will my name live endlessly?

(When)
When time has come for me to leave
(When)
When judgment's passed upon my life
(When)
A cold dark grave awaits for me
(Will)
Will my name live endlessly?

So I die but won't be mourned
Broken and alone
I wish that I were never born
So I die and won't be missed
No rune stone will be raised
As my body rots away

(Die)
All friends and cattle pass away
(Die)
And death will come for every man
(Die)
But I know one thing never dies
(Doom)
The sentence passed upon the dead

(Now)
The time has come for me to leave
(Now)
And judgment's passed upon my life
(Now)
Now I will rest in my dark grave
(Will)
They speak my name with reverence?

My life has been a waste
No rune stone will be raised
So I die but won't be mourned
I wish that I were never born
[Incomprehensible]
As my body rots away