Out in the garden the wind blew in his face
Threw sand in his eyes as if it were trying
To bar its way or warn him
It grew darker and colder
He wiped his eyes and from the distance
Came a low rumble like the sound of thunder
The last thing he saw were these creatures
Wir streifen durch die Nacht, die Toten sind erwacht
Ein ganzes Leben hinter uns gebracht
We are living dead, transcendence
Threw sand in his eyes as if it were trying
To bar its way or warn him
It grew darker and colder
He wiped his eyes and from the distance
Came a low rumble like the sound of thunder
The last thing he saw were these creatures
Wir streifen durch die Nacht, die Toten sind erwacht
Ein ganzes Leben hinter uns gebracht
We are living dead, transcendence