Finally clearing the last few drops of hope and purity My veins can no longer be controlled, full of leaving white fairies Full of the first moments of depression my body feels weak And my head is burning, never ending memories of you Time of madness, time of sorrow Time of confusion, time of silence You will find a way in you... Behold the unlight of a thousand spears thrusting our souls And we cling and we slip forever and ever downwards Welcome to the mire and the funeral pyre A temple of black marble and absent gods A throne of fallen grace and emptiness An altar of abandoned hope and loneliness Behold the nightsky of a thousand stars Falling to earth in dark procession, Infinite solitude rising in all its splendour