The Vision Bleak - Chapter XII: To Drink from Lethe

In quest of her whom I had lost
I found a shore to rest at last.

And in this waters a shimmering,
phantasmal lights like echoes of the past.
I saw them drinking from the blackened flow,
with empty eyes they stared at me aghast.

Then I found the one
I had been longing for,
tgether we would drink
from waters of this shore.

And dreamed a dreamless
dream of nothingness abound.
As we forgot to be, oblivion we found,
we drank from Lethe to be reborn.

So trinke vom Fluß des Vergessens,
den dunklen Strömen des Lethe,
in dem die Sterne leuchtend schwimmen
in der ewigen Schönheit des Nichts.