Oh come dreamless sleep
Black embrace of silence
White wings carry a scythe
And it has fallen once more

Thrice upon the year's renewal
The black veil has fallen; gentle, cruel
And separated me from my father's past
And separated me from my mother's last

Weary of this time of night
Weary of old memories slipping from sight
I long to hear the scythe's blade once more
So that the light will come nevermore