Letras
If you are coming I trust you
My friend deceiver the night
Tired under disturbing
Ruthless and boring day light
Clouds of neon are gleaming
Paints of the city sky line
Stars are as countless diamonds
Under the wraps of moonshine
Short as a bird of the fire
Blind as a moth to the flame
Frivolous slaves of desire
Hating the endless dull day
Sheltering darkness is coming
Overturning the sky
The silver light fast on running
Wishing the freedom to fly