Dies Irae - Sculpture of Stone Lyrics

forlorn, inert being

on a dessert, placed

in the gloom of feelings

blown away by the searing wind

borne on the breath of hell



a being that shows nothing anymore

desolate, empty as a sculpture of stone

a sign of an end to all that's passing away

emptiness, from bareness into void



all the thoughts and feelings

once enclosed within her

blown away by the searing wind

blustering with wrath



cadaver withered to ash

blown away into the history dust

her own, already forgotten

never written down, unknown



death is a faceless one

no time nor space exist

the forlorn, inert being

wanes as an illusion from a dream