Dawning of the silent void, smothered by mournful cries. 
Devote to suffering, for the life I chose has drawn to the end. 
Carved in flesh and broken stone, that vacant, empty 
Heartless drone. Decayed gathering and funeral elegy 
Under the weeping moon, it sings a sombre, Un-earthly tune. 
For suicide I devote, my infinite despair you took. 
This twilight eve for the lifeless, hymn of the dying moon, 
For with it I was buried too