Amon Amarth

The autumn clouds are caving in
And night comes crawling black as sin.
Lightning strikes and rain begins,
A storm that tears my soul.
I toss and twizzle in my bed,
My thoughts are spinning in my head.
Darkness near soon I'll be dead;
I'm losing all control
I spent my life in foolish quest
For gold and riches
I'd contest.
And now I'm left with just regrets,
Too late to change my ways.
My life it seems has slipped away,
I leave no legacy to praise.
Nothing more for me to say
My life has been a waste
When
When time has come for me to leave,
When
When judgment's passed upon my life,
When
A cold dark grave awaits for me,
Will
Will my name live endlessly?
So I die but won't be mourned;
Broken and alone.
I wish that I were never born.