The lovers of night in the fadded mouthsbrought the message of the hopeless solitudesilent nature in the possessed dance bowed trees seem to pay the homagehumiliation'n'death the gods of heaven irony of things which are still passingimmortal'n'eternal march of the martyrs alone on the rock of might of existencedying in silence conscience like the rugged velvetempty balconies, the windows of closed landsthe rain is sappin' the blood from the death stonesof the power of naked nothingness So ridiculous in his sudden will of fightentanglin' the legs in mazes of eternal condemnation the hopeless of lifethe smell of thousands of candles burnin' on the nameless tombsfor glory of the unknown pagan deities you're overthrowin' the monuments tooverthrow the nyth of power thorn of rose hurts your handtoo weak to beat the soulless stuff the gloom of soul and the sea of destinymelancholy of the silent funerals dry flowers, tears like tragic jokersno one know your name blue flowers in the moonlightare bleedin' of your voice