"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..."