Triumph of Death Vader

Human, a child of the Earth
Still following his rules and laws
Demanding, enslaving and using
Enthroned himself as a lord of the whole
Creator of a God of a man
Too proud to perceive the realities
His constant way to the grave
A fate set up by the code

To the grave
To the grave
Still marching on
To the gates
To the gates
Where the Death awaits you

Come closer, my child
Now sleep well in my arms
Cold kiss of Death
Shall free your final breath

[Solo]

To the grave
To the grave
Still marching on
To the grave
To the grave
You'll meet the human, dead
So dead, so cold dead