Before the night is over

Make up at least

All our guilt

Is a mirage transparent?

Like a spirit in the sky

It is time to start

Admit all our mistakes



If all is against you

Strike down this angry torce

The sky turns a violent color

The nature of the crowd cries

The sound of silence makes excuses



It's time to start

Before the night is over



If all is against you

Strike down this angry force

The sky turns a violent color

The nature of the crowd cries

The sound of silence follows it

If man built a life of hurt

The nature of his plan makes excuses



If all is against you

Strike down this angry force

The sky turns a violent color

The nature of the crowd cries

The sound of silence makes excuses



Before the glow of the fire is gone

Before the night is over make up at least