So I can feel the night
Like a funeral drum open a pleasant light
Look me in a stormy day
When I leave my love for a while and i start to die
While improving myself
Don't disappoint, cursed life
Chemical sunny day
I still want to breathe and stop the pain
And I'm not afraid of wasting my time without having really lived
With an axe in my hand I start to fight against my evil ways
Shining on new light, I'll see the old sun dying