Children... behold macabre vision

 Your white and cold skin

 Looks like they're made of wax

 There's no life anymore

 They don't mind...

 

 Dead children...

 Eyes fix the unknown

 Frozen tears...

 Beyond life-beyond grave

 They call me again

 Children-before they get rotten

 On their little coffins

 They go slowly to their grave

 They don't mind...

 

 The acid rain corroding my flesh-dead

 Children... they're all mine

 Their evil eyes look my terror

 Their little cold hands take mine

 

 But they don't want me to feel scared

 The cemetery has became a big playground

 Mother death embrace her children

 

 You can hear them playing on the garden

 They're all dead

 

 [Solo: pepeu]

 

 I'm telling you the last story

 Their dreams don't mind anymore

 While I sleep-I feel their presence

 At night they call me again

 

 I see their eyes watching me through the window

 Covered by their white shrouds

 Smiling at me through their dead lips