Not now! Night so full of eyes
So full of lies
Cold as a cemetery
Time of enemies
Feel, Misanthropy
Bells ringing in our ears
Walking all the fears
Which were, long forgotten
Time of enemies
Feel, agony
I can’t face fear! My savior, a Latin name
Slowly the sun rises
At least in my tortured mind
I fly up, higher, to the sky for hours
Till pain brings me back
Back to reality
It was my own fault
The bad result
Of an, experiment
Time of enemies
Feel, Misanthropy
Could time be turned back
Back to the right track
I would return newborn
Time of enemies
Feeling hope
Face Fear (x11) Not tomorrow! Never!