| Song | Last Words |
| Artist | Carved in Stone |
| Album | Hear the Voice |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| This is my final hour, | |
| my final words to say: | |
| Don't you cry any tears for me | |
| and don´t beg me to stay. | |
| The arms of death are opened, | |
| I shall no longer wait, | |
| I'm entering the holy halls | |
| where there is no more hate. | |
| The voice of death is calling, | |
| refuseless I will go; | |
| I'll see the world behind the stars | |
| that only I will know. | |
| Leaving you here is bitter | |
| seing you cry is hard, | |
| but there is nothing I can do, | |
| it is my turn to part. | |
| I'll walk on the black stormclouds, | |
| I'll see the holy gate, | |
| I always knew how it will be, | |
| it's always been my fate. | |
| I lived a life full of pride | |
| and a new life now shall begin: | |
| Valhalla's gates are opened wide | |
| and proudly I walk in. |
| This is my final hour, | |
| my final words to say: | |
| Don' t you cry any tears for me | |
| and don t beg me to stay. | |
| The arms of death are opened, | |
| I shall no longer wait, | |
| I' m entering the holy halls | |
| where there is no more hate. | |
| The voice of death is calling, | |
| refuseless I will go | |
| I' ll see the world behind the stars | |
| that only I will know. | |
| Leaving you here is bitter | |
| seing you cry is hard, | |
| but there is nothing I can do, | |
| it is my turn to part. | |
| I' ll walk on the black stormclouds, | |
| I' ll see the holy gate, | |
| I always knew how it will be, | |
| it' s always been my fate. | |
| I lived a life full of pride | |
| and a new life now shall begin: | |
| Valhalla' s gates are opened wide | |
| and proudly I walk in. |
| This is my final hour, | |
| my final words to say: | |
| Don' t you cry any tears for me | |
| and don t beg me to stay. | |
| The arms of death are opened, | |
| I shall no longer wait, | |
| I' m entering the holy halls | |
| where there is no more hate. | |
| The voice of death is calling, | |
| refuseless I will go | |
| I' ll see the world behind the stars | |
| that only I will know. | |
| Leaving you here is bitter | |
| seing you cry is hard, | |
| but there is nothing I can do, | |
| it is my turn to part. | |
| I' ll walk on the black stormclouds, | |
| I' ll see the holy gate, | |
| I always knew how it will be, | |
| it' s always been my fate. | |
| I lived a life full of pride | |
| and a new life now shall begin: | |
| Valhalla' s gates are opened wide | |
| and proudly I walk in. |