The black cloak enfolds
And covers your body
A voice sounding strong inviting and charming
Galloping on a comet towards the top of thill
Towards, towards towards the top of the hill
The last glow of a star
The charm that spreads in the form
Of clouds and nebula
Of clouds and nebula
Glass doors opens
At the echoing of thunder and rain
Mud bathing a barren ground
I can see a better and fairer future
Without hasty judjments
And convinced of victory
We will not be blinded
Blinded by the light
Making a farewell
Almost endless
Forming and almost
Almost endless
Short break for a glass
A glass of whiskey
Numbing the truth by lies
By lies not fully told
Filling a void that only
A void that only grows
But very tired we stoped tired we stoped

The last glow of a star
The charm that spreads in the form
Of clouds and nebula
Of clouds and nebula
But very tired we stopped
A moment for a well
Deserved rest
Even knowing the future that awaits us
This executioner of us all

Time
Time

Making a farewell
Almost endless
Forming and almost
Almost endless