Thy gruesome cries so thin   On thus you will succeed   The amorphous illusions   Thwart your willingness to believe      The beauty disturbed      The amulet, opener of forgotten doors   Leads back to that doomed tiara-night   See thyself wild in hysteria   Death's irony      The beauty disturbed      Listen to this tortuous threnody   Filled with the pain   Thou can see where betrayal shall bring thee   Death's obligatory      Where all elements melt to one   And odious memories perish together with you   Should have seen the omen, the mirror   Death's reality      Cry, your threnody will be heard   For thy suffocated minds   The tortuous sound as angels' voices   The phobia, in search for ancestral blood      An arable force from the past   Leads back to the atrocious roots   The deep inner soul, never to be exposed      The axiom you can't deny or better   Drags you down into a lost abyss   The hymn stops, fear will reign   Death's cruelty