Glory of the night...

Everybody wants to kill themselfs,

Noone wants to do a life.

Take my hand and get yourself

Like a soul wno never die.

Next attemption, suicide

Be an enemy for us...

Grave for human prototype

Have no light for final dusk...

Rise, the Sun, against the world,

Give us summer for the night -

Someone haven't any word

For the die at the twilight...

Everybody wants to kill themselfs,

Noone wants to do a life...

Rise, the Sun, the death against,

For the glory of the night...