"There will be no dawn!..."

By the faint light of the night
Brightened by the shining of a waning moon
remote bolts of lightning fill the sky
The hour draws nigh, it will come soon

The distant thunder, the rising of the storm

Shrouds of mist and clouds of black
Obscure the howling wind's vortex

The winds are crying out your name
Heavens shall weep for you tonight

Sirens singing songs of sorrow
Ancient enchanting melodies
Soothing songs of old
Yet their words are ever so dark
No light shines, the night is cold

...And so it will be like the prophet foretold

Gazing at this lightless realm in which the sun once reigned
Skies turned to emerald green and darkest black
Primordial wrath sent forth from death anxiously awaits
The merciless and brutal full attack

Winds are singing in chorus
A song of melodies so sad

Sirens wailing for their sorrow
Tearful serenades of grief
Mournful songs of times
Forgotten and long gone
No dawn shall rise, farewell to light

...Farewell to light, no dawn shall rise

...And in the woods the lightning strikes
The thunder rolls and daylight dies
A frightful presence roaming through the night

The storm now reigns forevermore
Unparallelled, this nature's force
Eternally negates all light