Текст: Katatonia. Dance Of December Souls. Tomb Of Insomnia.

Falling, Crying, Sleeping, through the air
with the evil, shadows, moving towards the sky!

Tomb spirits marching in the fields of eternal....life
crying like a God....a terrified...God!!

Falling, crying, sleeping in the air
with the evil, shadows, moving towards the sky!

[chorus riff]

Behold the ancient sky, clouds of lie
Souls can't sleep, until the throne's mastering..again!
Tomb of insomnia.........can't sleep

[guitar solo]

Uh!

Cry!! Cry!! Ahh!! Cry!!

Falling, crying, sleeping the land is weak
With the evil shadows, moving towards the sky!
Tomb spirits marching, in the fields of eternity
Laughing, rotting, tainted...this sorrow gone...

[whispering words]
to cry...of an ancient.??.into the sky
??

[guitar solo]

Behold the ancient sky, clouds are black
Souls can't sleep, or nor can I..........kill me! uh!

yaahh!!

[beggining riffs with organ]

uh!

yaahh!!

yaahh!!

[guitar riffs begin]

Now they fall, behold the angels
Their withering souls, in blood
They can't fly
And in confusing anger, they fall so low
Now I can't sleep
Purest sorrow, embrace my soul
I can't sleep
Ahh!