Wanin autumn, winter blue Tonight we dance in praise of you Oh reper scream a silent serenade Of tunes above earths grave Enigma bites our world in grey To kill the morning jester fade Our host of nocturn is the ghost of day The cosmos for you paved
The milky way pours over me We own the stars and night Angel of death has set us free Blue light of pure insight
Planetary suicide From violence of red sun we hide Long live disciples of eternal night In praise of moonlit sky
The milky way pours over me At one with stars and night Angel of death has set us free Blue light of pure insight
Take his hand To the land of dreams Fear not his purple might Truths unfold With the grace of death Iron lace ties our embrace