Silence, darkness, sisters, twins, spurn gloomy thoughts of putting in
New beings into space
Darkness round you quite profound, creation sleeps, there is no sound
I will give it here a tongue
Wakeful larks will listen to my midnight song
Wakeful larks trill melodies to cheer the doom
Haste, haste, haste, death lies in wait, on mental floor, is at the door
Knocking on the supreme void
Every night you‘d die again, each morn are born anew and then
Find yourself torn, forlorn
Einstein said just move on fast and time will blast your future passed
Move on stay unborn and flee you fray dim child of dust and see
Wakeful larks will listen to my midnight song
Wakeful larks trill melodies to cheer the doom
Prisoner of life you’d call the stars to listen to the song of
yore before the fall Into
Space-time warps your very thoughts be content, your being nought
is fine, decline to be, behold
Wakeful larks will listen to my midnight song
Wakeful larks trill melodies to cheer the doom