Love doesn't live here anymore,
No sudden laughter, no more jokes;
The battle's lost, the pain has come,
The words were said: "What's done is done".

No reason to believe in life;
No home to go, no place to hide;
There's nothing left behind my back,
The heavy cross hangs on my neck.

The soil tells me: "Come to me,
The worms await, here you'll be free;
In the kingdom of this endless night
You'll live in dirt, and there you'll die".

No one can save my rotten soul
From being caught by Devil Owl;
And nothing can help me to leave
This place in the ground beneath the trees.