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 knowin´ yourself
With all mirrorin´ gone from the world

But, still, the mind, rejectin´ this new empty space
Fills it with somethin´ 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