In a dream I saw the future, In a dream I saw the world. There were madmen's lies, Devil's point of view. In a world of hate and anger, In a world of fear and pain. There's no time for pride, No time to stand aside. Call me a dreamer, Call me insane. I'll survive the storm, I'll take the pain. Out of the storm, Comes the children of the night. Out of the storm, A black masquerade. Dance with the dead, To the music of grief. Out of the storm, A nightchild appears. In the silence of the moonlight, You can hear the nightchild's cry. Like a lonely wolf, Howling to the sky. With a madman nor a stranger, Who's words you just can't tell. It's the nightchild's way, The way of no return. Call me a dreamer, Call me insane. I'll survive the storm, I'll take the pain. Out of the storm, Comes the children of the night. Out of the storm, A black masquerade. Dance with the dead, To the music of grief. Out of the storm, A nightchild appears. When the light fades away, And the night puts me asleep. Will I ever wake up again, Will I stay in this twilight forever? Out of the storm, Comes the children of the night. Out of the storm, A black masquerade. Dance with the dead, To the music of grief. Out of the storm, A nightchild appears.