I lost my way between the stairs
On my way up to the bright light
I was the one in the night who cares
Now I dont know if I was right

My path lies somewhere in the ruins ahead
Layered under black ash and dust
My word is addressed to the king of the dead
With his sword black and covered in rust

Speak up what is my destiny in this world
May I remember my old strength
And the dark king raises his bitter word
Not before you had a cleanse

And edged your thoughts to a resolute blade
That cuts through obstacles and doubt
In this moment all your darkness will fade
Your chest upright and your mind is proud

But first the way paths through this wasteland
Of bitter souls and grieving ghosts
If you can follow this way till the end
There is hope at the end at the coast