The presence
The dweller I must strike down
From where I stand
My shadow
On the doorstep, we shall meet again
The one who stands guard
Before the gate

Oh, the horror
By dread, I'm seized
The terror of my dreams released
I die and die yet again
On my way towards my fate
The last of ends

The end of the tunnel
I see
A faint glow far away calling me
I must squeeze myself through this narrowness
Towards the other side
Striving
Angst and a sudden empowerment
And I am through

Oh, by horror, I am unleashed
Through the terror of my dreams, I am released
I die and die yet again
On my way towards my fate
The last of ends