There's silence, nothing more We deserved a lonely existence We did choose the path of eternity A never ending bloodline started with the notes of a symphony Or pages with predicted words The years of mortality molded us as gargoyles made of stone Waiting for the dawn of time Protecting the knowledge of a secret doctrine about the essence of men There's no religion, no hope, no goodness, no spirit, no light On the real semblants, behind humanity masks The sun never shines, life and death have its own purposes But when one finds the end, the other starts a new cycle The path of the infinite tomorrow among the ruins of history Is our choice, our coldest discovery Now and forever, there's silence, nothing more Behold our last night of mortality