...And the stars will never shine the same
Above this silent path of autumn flows -
The spring will never come again,
The soil will stay embraced by somber clouds.
The Day is gone -
The End is near...
Under the stone
Can't see, can't hear.
The very core is scattered away,
The scream inside can suffocate...
The shadows growing longer, grey,
The ticking in the empty night can devastate. ...