How dark your face is - you are already far away And how heavy your hand is - I can smell the scent of decay In the pale light - you look so sad and old Your eyes are cold and dead Your fingers are limp - and your lips are so cold Tomorrow there will be silence I hear a whisper in the dark Tomorrow there will be darkness A piece of hope for a new start The nights will be lonely - I'm the last one here Morning at your bed - day by day and year by yеar Here wherе your head rots I see your bravery I hear your voice again I don't believe in the dead Tomorrow there will be silence I hear a whisper in the dark Tomorrow there will be darkness A piece of hope for a new start I don't believe in the dead Tomorrow there will be silence I hear a whisper in the dark Tomorrow there will be darkness A piece of hope for a new start