Stars were lit in the mourning sky.
 And the granite graves embraced the moonlight.
 And the dead light fondled and lured
 In empty hands of eternal sleep.
 
 Thick, soft, dark night curled up over the sea.
 Waves, with a quiet whisper, rushed by in the wind.
 Breaking someone's dream into a thousand pieces.
 Bugged a deserted beach and ran back again.
 
 The wind swept over the water surface.
 Bearing, with a low moan, the mirror of the sky.
 Wonderful world of night, wonderful world of darkness.
 Will not be burned by dawn.
 
 Between the purple mountains.
 
 Where the path inside the void.
 A hedge of bodies and dead trees.
 Where tongues of flame scare the darkness.
 Under gray skies slowly melting in time.
 
 Ended again a trip that lasted an eternity.
 Eyes closed again and tears froze.
 A beckoning, dark tomb of the unknown.
 Master reigned in the castle of dreams.