Death, be not proud Though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, Thou art not so... For those thou dost thinkest thou Overthrow die not, poor death Nor canst thou kill me... My body is as a leaf Fragile and disposed Driven by a torrent Controlled My body is as a leaf, Fragile and disposed Driven by a torrent Ooh, controlled Dread... black waters Dread... black waters To perish in black waters, My soul becomes opaque To perish in black waters, My soul becomes opaque... yeah! To perish in black waters Grey sky, my last belief Uprooted from tranquility Solace, return to me