Waking the sun, grays in my skin
This could be a wound of the morning
But there's only a pain in the passed with lust
Dying in my own pull of track

As I see the silence track
My memories are slowly coming back
He tries to get call you in this time so bad
The moment when my lie, is where begin

Sometimes I just have to cry
And I want to see you die
So I'll wait until you cross my way
but this will be a last day

Just bite the prayers, just bite the can
I cannot forget this nightmare
Then I see you walking down the street
My dream becomes true, with ends too sweet

This night is too perfect kill
So I put on a week and get up with you
You are the one, you have to pay his
and you ask me who I am

I am the daughter of the night
The mistress of these times
Then you'll be no more tears and you can cry
Before you see them, like you must die