The d**h-d**h-d**h-d**h of a demon
Arms raised to the Heavens
The d**h-d**h-d**h-d**h of a demon
In this trance-like state it is dead
And in this trance it is undead too
There is no treachery here to see
And so it is hard that I must k** it in its sleep
And with my arms raised to the Heavens
It is with the strength of many that I drive this dagger through its body
And when the sleepiness turns to misery
It is time we shall witness the d**h of a demon
And so perhaps it's time to die
The d**h of a demon
And so perhaps it's time to die
The d**h-d**h-d**h-d**h of a demon