Every dawn fades in misery and solitude Weak flames on fragile candles fighting with the winds The dead speaks with serpent tongues cold as ice No sleep for the one who fall into the abyss, of desolation Nocturnal requiem keeps the blood warm The eyes of fire feed a dying soul There is something unknown that soon shall appear Time shall tell when blood dries Requiem of the apocalypse A new aeon will rise When ancient time dies Remains of the past withered plains Can't be repaired by any gods or magic Soul suffocation can't be the end Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law Nocturnal requiem keeps the blood warm The mirrors of desire feed a dying soul There is something unknown that soon shall appear Time shall tell when blood will unite Requiem of the apocalypse A new aeon will rise When ancient time dies