Allene, jag vandrar igenom mörkom dal. Evinnerligen, jag förnimmen mitt hjärtas svåra kval. Jag äro omsluten av idel död och sorgtyngd vånda.
Alone, I wander through this dark valley. Eternally, I feel the pain of my heart. I am embraced by sheer death and agony weighed down by grief.
Within despair i will remain, until the casket becomes my bed. This dark embrace of grief, entices me with chains of red. But listen, hear the cries of another man in pain. Blood as red as the blood dripping from my chains.
Behold, a lamb, nailed to a cross, filled with the sins of mankind. But still his tears are shining of hope, his death is not his end. Arisen from hades, satan enslaved, the dusk turned to dawn. Take his hand, reveal his gift, do not fear the death of mourn.
Released by God I am, within his almighty strength I stand.
