Lyric

Blackened candles flicker in the vault

Your breath grows faint, dead dreams exalt

Silent souls drift through frozen wine

The final night begins to shine

Empty gazes search for meaning deep

Pain that carves where shadows sleep

A sea of sorrow, vast and wide

Embraced by time, where hope has died

In this dark mass, we sing in the void

We praise the grief that’s long destroyed

We’re lost in longing, bent and torn

Our thoughts fall cold — like graves, forlorn

Pale priests whisper, burdened and slow

While incense climbs through leaden glow

Chords are shattered, mourners cry

As faded dreams are left to die

Burning eyes, and voices gone

A final whisper drags us on

The world turns mute in shades of night

Hope dissolves in dying light

In this dark mass, we sing in the void

We praise the grief that’s long destroyed

We’re lost in longing, bent and torn

Our thoughts fall cold — like graves, forlorn

‘Neath spider-veils and tombstone stone

Lie shattered hearts that died alone

The night wraps round with hands of time

We dance until we fade from rhyme

In this dark mass, we sing in the void

We praise the grief that’s long destroyed

We’re lost in longing, bent and torn

Our thoughts fall cold — like graves, forlorn

And when the final bell has died

Our fears dissolve in endless night

A silent shiver draws us near

And every light shall disappear