| Song | Death Smelling Loneliness |
| Artist | Valefor |
| Album | Screams Of Suicide |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Shatter the fear in your heart. | |
| Listen to the screams of dead. | |
| Obtain a place from tombs of hell for yourself. | |
| Now I am walking on the road, to death.. | |
| ...a dark, misty road. | |
| ...opened the fog curtains out my front, one by one… | |
| …get the stairs of death, one by one… | |
| I keep walking nonstop to | |
| Where I become tranquil. | |
| Bodies, pending for death.. | |
| ...pinches between screaming souls | |
| But you can not hear this, | |
| You can not feel in your marrows. | |
| They a little more closely, to the endless loneliness… | |
| Can you dress me death? | |
| Can you show yourself to me for the last time | |
| At that night? | |
| When saying farewell to life | |
| When the cold penetrating my body. | |
| When I see the death in my dreams. | |
| Touch me, last time. | |
| And take my death smelling soul to the place, | |
| Where you will have return |
| Shatter the fear in your heart. | |
| Listen to the screams of dead. | |
| Obtain a place from tombs of hell for yourself. | |
| Now I am walking on the road, to death.. | |
| ... a dark, misty road. | |
| ... opened the fog curtains out my front, one by one | |
| get the stairs of death, one by one | |
| I keep walking nonstop to | |
| Where I become tranquil. | |
| Bodies, pending for death.. | |
| ... pinches between screaming souls | |
| But you can not hear this, | |
| You can not feel in your marrows. | |
| They a little more closely, to the endless loneliness | |
| Can you dress me death? | |
| Can you show yourself to me for the last time | |
| At that night? | |
| When saying farewell to life | |
| When the cold penetrating my body. | |
| When I see the death in my dreams. | |
| Touch me, last time. | |
| And take my death smelling soul to the place, | |
| Where you will have return |
| Shatter the fear in your heart. | |
| Listen to the screams of dead. | |
| Obtain a place from tombs of hell for yourself. | |
| Now I am walking on the road, to death.. | |
| ... a dark, misty road. | |
| ... opened the fog curtains out my front, one by one | |
| get the stairs of death, one by one | |
| I keep walking nonstop to | |
| Where I become tranquil. | |
| Bodies, pending for death.. | |
| ... pinches between screaming souls | |
| But you can not hear this, | |
| You can not feel in your marrows. | |
| They a little more closely, to the endless loneliness | |
| Can you dress me death? | |
| Can you show yourself to me for the last time | |
| At that night? | |
| When saying farewell to life | |
| When the cold penetrating my body. | |
| When I see the death in my dreams. | |
| Touch me, last time. | |
| And take my death smelling soul to the place, | |
| Where you will have return |