Текст: Moonspell. The Antidote. Antidote.

Here is to the fear for keeping us alert
And here is to sleep for making understand

Here's to the crowning roots
(Placing us nowhere)
Here's to the laughable wings
(Taking us nowhere)

Here's to the eve of the day which will never come
Here's to retreat to ease the pain

Here's to resistance
(Laughing at ourselves)
Here's to defeat
(How dare you can come so late?)

The cup is empty shall be filled no more
And all the thirsty can now approach
The cup is empty shall be filled no more
And all the thirsty can now approach
Can now approach, can now approach
Can now approach

Can now approach, can now approach
Can now approach the antidote