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.