Each day, when I awake, I'm longing for the night-time. When darkness covers all the pain and horror we create. Each night, when I'm asleep, I'm dreaming of a new day. Dawn's rising sun reveals the surroundings we create. Watching the sun go down and close my eyes to dream, I slip away - this dark blackened theme. Is it you, are you there? You never gave an answer. Too tired to explain. Don't you even give a care? Each time, when I recall, I'm feeling so much stronger. There's no one else to blame. I'll find the answers my own way. Watching the sun go down and close my eyes to dream, I slip away - this dark blackened theme. A cold place - unsheltered - of bodies weak and half dead. Crossing the borderline. Infinity's calling. The curtain - of the night - divides in choosing one side. I'm feeling free to leave. Infinity's call. Watching the sun go down and close my eyes to dream, I slip away - this dark blackened theme. A cold place - unsheltered - of bodies weak and half dead. Crossing the borderline. Infinity's calling. The curtain - of the night - divides in choosing one side. I'm feeling free to leave. Infinity's call...