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