Horizon - Shamrain

In the evening

The figures are moving

Blood rushes to my head

It becomes harder to accept

The person I am becoming

How can we be free

There’s nobody on our side

There’s no more desire, reasons

The dark stains mark the mind

Black horizon welcomes

The horrors of the night

In the core of the soil

They are waiting

I hope you could wake me up

When the time is near

In the evening

The figures are moving

How can we be free

There’s nobody on our side

There’s no more desire, reasons

The dark stains mark the mind

Black horizon welcomes

The horrors of the night