When the moon shall rise

and all the stars have died

When the gods have fled

and every hope is dead

When deceased rise from their grave

and everyone's insane

When the earth is hollowed out

and all that's left is doubt

That is when we cry again

out into the night

That is when we say goodbye

to every last fright

That is when we roam

and when we fly, fly, fly

But only when the moon shall rise