[Funkduder]

There comes a moment in the night
in which there isn't sight

There comes a moment in the night
when death's lantern's alight

There comes a moment when what is seen
has to go, has to be washed clean

But to the memory of the Dark
A herald plays, singing

"Hark!

Hark, all ye who hear
For the better time is near"

"Here, here." The crowd will cheer
while dully drinking their beer.

Mourn until the sun may come
and illuminate the song, the hum

Yes, the hum, that she will sing
The song of what new lives bring