How this life always seems to fade away to the deep places in the dark. Only cunning minds might comprehend why this is and must be so? Ardor frigesscit, nitor squalescit, amor abolescit, lux obtenebrescit. I will see the stars falling down from the joyously bright blue sunny sky. And the clouds that gather are but faint traces of my sorrow, of my pain Ardor frigesscit, nitor squalescit, amor abolescit, lux obtenebrescit. Sing unto the night that seeth no dawn No longer dreaming of things to come Sing unto the night that seeth no dawn Never dreaming of a light of salvation