Pixie faced little girls with their beautiful little flowers
Dreams of old Russian times, back when we fought with honor
here shall I lay, tomorrow I shall die
In death will I find life, will I find love
Tonight the wind will howl for me alone
My four brothers come for me on the wind
The cycle of life is almost complete
The rust in my soul spreading so fast
This old body is infected with greed
I need the sorrow, the pain, too them I am addicted
Yes, tonight I shall pay for my sins, tonight I will cease to be
Too you, my child, I leave this old castle which is my legacy
Here too, as I will do, you shall die
When your time comes I will be waiting for you
Only in death will we be together again