| From a tangled dream you awake because of a silent cry | |
| A cry from somewhere outside your mind and your comprehension | |
| Somehow attractive like the call of sirens leading you to your death | |
| The cry makes you leave your home and walk towards your painful end | |
| All people gathered around the monument of endlessness | |
| The flying tears and the sound detach your mind and flesh | |
| Without warning the tears turn into blood and crying stops, ear-ripping screaming starts | |
| You feel only pain like everyone else until your head and brain blow away... |