The mystic secret of the night Embraces us and holds us tight In its evasive grip of freak, Which treats one's life with danger's trick. Night wears covers of the dark, Full of adventures to embark On scary trip, set by the fate, To risky pleasures we await. We step, we dive into the night To lose what holds us at day light, To free dark corners of the soul, To shut the conscience and control. And every face looks like a mask, Face painted by the dusk to bask. But may be really night reveals The truth of us, which day conceals.