When the sun behind the earth does hide The mischievous shadow in front even at night Howling shadows at the innermost of mine Chased by an enemy and friend at one time Presence of pain hunted by thee Thou art often shrouded in mystery Beautifully veiling the deepest essence Artfully hiding thy mysterious presence No brilliant mind canst vanish thee The second coming is without chance to flee The salvation of light for which we lust Flares once, then dies, crushed by madness, falls to dust There is nowhere to shelter there is nowhere to hide From the shadow that follows silently at night All forlorn hope must perish, not endure How could we fail, fail to believe? Save us from ourselves cause we are fallen Our soul thrives no more, fearful are we When the night falls as if slain by the sun In a heavy, suffocating cloak, entwined are we