"As the funeral daylight fades, we enter
The gloomiest night of mankind
It's freezing cold, our flowers have
Turned to stone, our lakes are drained,
Our birds have ceased to sing
Where did we find the power to darken our sun?
Where did we find the vigour to efface our horizons?
Where did we find the courage to kill our Gods?
It's freezing cold
Elysian Fields lie shattered while our
Woe rises under the onerous shadow of Death
Where can we hide the strength
To endure this eternal Silence?
The answers hide behind the mirror
We just have to look inside..."