Nature, one man lend you fire
Another dulls you with his grief
What says to one, "Here is the grave"
Says to the other, "Glory, life"

Hermes, my unknown helper whom
I always fear, you now enlist
Me as a second Midas here
The saddest of all alchemist

Gold becomes iron through your spell
And paradise a living hell
In heavy sheets of cloud, I see
The shrouded corpse of all I love

And on celestial shores above
I build immensе sarcophagi

Ah
Ah, ooh
Oh, ooh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh