At last

When all of the world is asleep

You take in the blackness of air

The likes of a darkness so deep

That god at the start couldn't bear

And sit unseen

With only the inner upheld

Your reflection can't offer a word

To the bliss of not knowing yourself

With all mirroring gone from the world.

But still the mind

Rejecting this new empty space

Fills it with something or someone

No closer could I be to god

Or why he would do what he's done.

Bhfuilis soranna sorcha

Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche

Trína chéile le chéile claochlaithe

Bhfuilis soranna sorcha

Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche

Is claochlú an ealaín

Is ealaín dubh í

Bhfuilis soranna sorcha

Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche

Trína chéile le chéile claochlaithe

Bhfuilis soranna sorcha

Ach tagais 'nós na hoíche

Is claochlú an ealaín

Is ealaín dubh í