Black Sun Aeon - Funeral Of World

I am the wanderer of soul with untrouble mind
And the last of my kind
I am the final one last man standing
I have become dldsdfsdf

The freezing moon upon the gates of damnation
With luminess of wrath
Northern lights reveal the one destruction
Covering the air

We all die alone in the funeral of world
The burial of ash
Last coffin nails
6 inch long
6 men lower
6 feet under
Into the grave so cold

I am the wanderer of soul with untrouble mind
And the last of my kind
I am the final one last man standing
I have become dldsdfsdf

The freezing moon upon the gates of damnation
With luminess of wrath
Northern lights reveal the one destruction
Covering the air