Devil of time,
you count me down your hours.
Devil of time,
without making me a flower.
When I feel myself aging,
all of my friends are here
to fight you yet one more time.
Devil of fear,
you reach out your icy hands.
Devil of fear,
the hands to enslave me.
When I try to flee,
all of my friends are here
to fight you yet one more time.
Devil of death,
you come to drive your nails.
Devil of death,
into my somewhat crazed heart.
When I yearn to die,
all of my friends are here
to fight you yet one more time.
Neither the tempest
of the world and its weapons
nor its silver
to mine will cut us down.
Stand, my brothers,
and come with me
to vanquish Hell
and its dictator.