We travel into the world of woe through the portal of dream descent
Of human sorrow I dreamed a twilight garden of tomorrow
Where torment means living in this world of dreadful dream"Behold, all the gods have abandoned the spheres. Can you hear the Throne rooms silence?
As all of the mighty stars have grown black,the gods have turned their backs..."Here rests silence sometimes the wind brings weak echoes from times gone and forgotten
Tragic human voices yet none can hear them in this dark and desolate star since the storms of new pestilence"On the shore of the dead earth
I stood with a figure of demon"From his eyes gazed autumn,his words like winters;"Witness with me,the fall of the foulest.My farewell to mankind.Lame is the weeping sun as it in all fierceness lowers behind the horizon.This,the last sunset on earth tomorrows dawn shall greet the moon like face...of Hell."
