| 作词 : Anathema | |
| All tears restrained for years | |
| Their grief is confined | |
| Which destroys my mind | |
| An ode to their plight is this dirge | |
| Some yearn for lugubrious silence(It is the) serenity in the image of coffins | |
| Shall life renew these bodies of a truth? | |
| All death will he annul, all tears assuage? | |
| Fill the void veins of life, again with youth | |
| And wash with an immortal water, age | |
| They Die... (they will always die) |
| zuo ci : Anathema | |
| All tears restrained for years | |
| Their grief is confined | |
| Which destroys my mind | |
| An ode to their plight is this dirge | |
| Some yearn for lugubrious silence It is the serenity in the image of coffins | |
| Shall life renew these bodies of a truth? | |
| All death will he annul, all tears assuage? | |
| Fill the void veins of life, again with youth | |
| And wash with an immortal water, age | |
| They Die... they will always die |
| zuò cí : Anathema | |
| All tears restrained for years | |
| Their grief is confined | |
| Which destroys my mind | |
| An ode to their plight is this dirge | |
| Some yearn for lugubrious silence It is the serenity in the image of coffins | |
| Shall life renew these bodies of a truth? | |
| All death will he annul, all tears assuage? | |
| Fill the void veins of life, again with youth | |
| And wash with an immortal water, age | |
| They Die... they will always die |