The sky is still the sky
and the sea is still the sea,
all the civility we've lost
don't make an hell out of here.

The night unveils the cruelty masked
beneath the daylight's guise.
For humans, predictable as they are,
let their evils in darkness rise.
Because humans change so swiftly
and in the dark, the evil grows.
So before the cold claims its throne
and shadows start to bloom,
could you and I escape the night—
and live in a forever afternoon?

Far from the rot of sickened souls
where madness dares not climb.
The night never will come to us if I plead to the god of time
to freeze us in a sunlight glow, where hours never die—
In a forever afternoon, it will be just you and I.