We′re all hellbent on destruction, Try to erase black spots on our soul. Hide from a violent eruption, Cataclysmic, Engulfing us all. Maybe (Maybe!), Tonight (Tonight!), We′ll burn up the things that come for us all!
You′re body, It taunts me, Your flesh is oh-so-haunting!
Children of the night, Throw your hands up in the air. We all know we′ve lost the fight, Hopes dies out and we can see the end, Black days begin.
Walk down this path of temptation, Deny the flesh, Ignore what′s crawling below. Stay true (Stay true!), Stay gold (Stay gold!). We′ll burn up the things that come for us all!
You′re body, It taunts me, Your flesh is oh-so-haunting!
Children of the night, Throw your hands up in the air. We all know we′ve lost the fight, Hopes dies out and we can see the end, Black days begin.
You′re body, It taunts me, Your flesh is oh-so-haunting!
Children of the night, Throw your hands up in the air. We all know we′ve lost the fight, Hopes dies out and we can see the end. Children of the night, Throw your hands up in the air. We all know we′ve lost the fight, Hopes dies out and we can see the end, Black days begin.
I see the world with my eyes open I see the world through lidless eyes I see a world that is sick with self-loathing Nothing in the nothing to mystify
Black day, Black night Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight Black day, Black night And the devil′s softly singing through the thick of the fight
I see the world in sinking depression I see the world in a stinking digression No chance for heaven we′re already in hell And the devil′s taking over at the ring of his bell
Black day, Black night Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight Black day, Black night And the devil′s softly singing through the thick of the fight
I see the world with my eyes open I see the world through lidless eyes I see a world that is sick with self-loathing Nothing in the nothing to mystify
Black day, Black night Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight Black day, Black night And the devil′s softly singing through the thick of the fight
I see the world in sinking depression I see the world in a stinking digression No chance for heaven we′re already in hell And the devil′s taking over at the ring of his bell
Black day, Black night Flesh is burnt us under in the broad daylight Black day, Black night And the devil′s softly singing through the thick of the fight