When will it come again?

When will it begin?

The sun has set in the darkened sky

Unaware of his presence, silent you lie;

Body asleep, eyes opened wide,

Looking into the midnight light.

Will he let you live or will you die?

Screaming, you hear only a sigh.

The stench of death suddenly arrives,

You see the shadows dragging outside,

Cold mist slowly fills the room.

He is here, what will you do?

D "God"