Now you're sleeping with others
 in the dark of cypress peaks:
 the day has burnt down your wish,
 now there's a night that burns your mind.
 They say: "Death is just like love:
 you can give and take it too".
 Corpses fight in day with hate,
 spirits rest during the night.
 There are gods between your friends:
 we will help you in your dreams;
 but if you're not a slave of ours
 you're be only rage, and pain.