Lyrics:

On a journy ill
My mind floats astray
Over withered fields
I cross the river

This shortness of breath
Between birth and grave
Fading in the distance
I am nothing

Watch the skeleton dance
Fighting on my grave
My frozen hour of death

Here I am alone
Casting my own shadows
Travesing the mundane
Desperate cry

Boundless darkness
A voiceless fear
Unheard, unseen
It is coming near

Would you skeleton dance?
Fighting on my grave
My frozen hour of death
Here I am - alone...

Had I not known
That I was dead
I would have mourned
My loss of life
Loss of life...

Between birth and grave
Here I am alone