Dawning of the silent void, smothered by mournful cries. Devote to suffering, for the life I chose has drawn to the end. Carved in flesh and broken stone, that vacant, empty Heartless drone. Decayed gathering and funeral elegy Under the weeping moon, it sings a sombre, Un-earthly tune. For suicide I devote, my infinite despair you took. This twilight eve for the lifeless, hymn of the dying moon, For with it I was buried too.