I wish it was here, a timid mind would never dare that,
Does that mean I am brave? Does it prove my worth?
Does my lust of being in the dark makes me a being of darkness?
Even in a far away imaginary land of snow and howling wolves; amidst a cold winter night,
Should I extinguish the fire to welcome darkness, should I give in to the desire?
It shall bring nothing but sufferings, to this soul it shall cause only torment.
It shall remind me of another old timer's tale of sorrow; Or was it none but the other side of me?
Wondering, I fight back hay!
It's time it's already time to go,
It's time it's already time for dusk,
It's time it's already time for darkness... to fall!
Eh! Tt's night it's already night,
And the darkness grows on!
I feel the time is over but I cling on.
My soul, my life seems to melt back,
My power, my desire seems to grow high,
It's time it's already time for darkness... to rule.
Oh it's fun, I feel so alive!
It's time it's already time for darkness... to thrive!