Night has come, days are gone
Moon is drowned, eyes are closed
Mouth is shut as the sun is lost
The angels dance as if they were ghosts
Odd visions, dark illusions
Old decisions as new ambitions
Mother's cold, the house asleep
Tears taste hot, heart in need
Words are useless when pain is deep
Steam is visible as they're breathing
Hope blinking, gods deceiving
As ground is fading, bodies are flying
Odd visions, dark illusions
Old decisions as new ambitions
Hope blinking, gods deceiving
As ground is fading, bodies are flying