I am an angel on the darkest wings,
I see the stranger fallowing me.
How can I lose him, if it's shadow I make,
I've got no time for another mistake.
His steps are closer,more than my own feet.

I'm going throu hell,
I'm counting my steps,
I'm holding myself,
Every time I fall.
But it's all that I can
hold in my hands,
Because it's too late
To leave the last stand.

The black cloud morning hiding the sun
Deaths hand pointing to the froud,
If it is end,
It's time to take the run,
Nothing is eternal, even the god,
He's loosing his power and falling apart.