The True Frost - Into The Grave Wide Open

..and a vision so dark arises:
Waking up from dreamless sleep
The fullmoon light shines on me
And beckons me, calls me to the graveyard
The cemetary gates (already) appear in the night
I am walking towards my destiny
Into the dark and the funeral mist
The trees are whispering ancient prayers
Nocturnal shadows follow my way
Into the grave wide open
I march into the void
Until darkness embraces my soul
And eternity caresses my mind
...and reality is fading away: I am leaving the world of mortals behind
Going forth on to reach the beyond
Following the cold pale moon
And joining the dead with joy
Possessed by the blackness of the night
Obsessed by the icy coldness around
Attracted by the unholy spell
Achieving death and the pleasures of afterlife
Into the grave wide open
I march into the void
Until eternity embraces my soul
And darkness caresses my mind