A dark home in the grave

Petrified to the trifling insects

And reptiles 

The bites and the stings

How will I endure 

Among these venomous serpents

My place lies 

I have to decay and die 

The bosom friend they will carry to sod

Finally I have to rest under soil 

When I will be lead to the for the last bath

And shroud my wet body

Then I have to meet the dust

The grave open mouthed waiting

To the grave I will be handed over

I have to live all alone 

When I will be laid to the inside the grave 

The people will forget

Everyone will be depart

Eventually I have to live terrified 

When the angles will question me 

Of my deeds and affairs

In the casket they will take me away

I will scream and wail silently

Numb body and trembling fears

I will live by all alone 

When inside the grave I will be

Cover me with a handful of dust

I have to live in the dark room!