The Dead will be Alive,
The Puppet will speak up,
Let the world sank
Into darkness, into the gloom.

The Day will embark once again
Let the circle move
Let the suffering fall
On anguished soul

Destined to suffer alone!

Let the tortures strengthen her cores,
Let her mourn alone
Let her die alone
Let the master play with it.

The Puppet will speak,
The Dead will raise alone.