The Fire in the Sky is Extinguished Waters no Longer Cry The Dancing of Trees Has Stopped The Stream of from Cold Winds Exists no Longer Rain Has Stopped to Drip From the Sky Still Dripping Exists From Veins of a Nearly Dead Boy Once There Was Hatred Once There Was Cold Now is Only A Dark Stone Tomb With an Altar An Altar which Serves As a Bed A Bed of Sleep Dreams of the Human in Sleep Are Dreams of Relief A Gate out of Hell Into the of Death Yet Undisturbed The Human Sleep One Day Will the Grave Be Unlocked And the Soul Must Return His World But This Time as A Lost Forgotten Sad Spirit Doomed To Haunt Endlessly