A life of rotten luck
And yet I wish to have it back
(You) Have diggen my hole very low
The crows circle over the grave
Frostbitten in hell
Born to fail
We wanted to reach so much
To settle the childhood
With last strength, a final breathe
Where there's no flame there's no smoke
We are neither a heart nor a soul
We are the reason I'm plagueing myself
Don't turn around
Don't be so stupid
Frostbitten in hell
Born to die
Now there's a stone
Where your heart used to be
I was born in hell
Lost innocence to early
I had so much to say
Can't even complain anymore
I was frostbitten in hell
Born to die
Now there's a stone
Where my heart used to be
We're well-disposed towards hell
Brought up to fail
Yes, and right after the end
We'll hold our hands
Who'd have thought of that