Masks concealed the real mourning No noises were, were allowed Misfortune came with large steps Enveloped the future into a shroud The bride wears The bride wears black The bride wears black tonight Valleys got deeper and deeper The summits disappeared in beautiful clouds A path of sick infinity Deep abysses are beside it Traveled in endless trains Try to solve my existence Sins often pour temptation Praised, hallowed, just lies Traveled in endless trains Try to solve my existence Sins often pour temptation Praised, hallowed, just lies With voices to hear, inner futility Be it true, be it my love Coming to torture you To torture you with my devotion Masks concealed the real mourning No noises were, were allowed Misfortune came with large steps Enveloped the future into a shroud