Break of dawn kills all the beauty

The dead of night is drifting away

Should I stay and welcome the day

Or should I follow the one and hide from the sun

Ray of light cuts like a razor

A blazing fire burns in my eye

The day reveals the dreadful betrayal

And it's Wicked mind. Hide from the sun

Hide from the sun

Hide from the sun

Dead promises

Paintings from the worlds of pure ancient prophecies

Remains of the worlds of good

The time has come Hide from the sun

Like a rat I run to the darkness

Ray of night embraces my mind (eh?)

Afraid to look back into the heartless

A world of dust and blood Hide from the sun

Hide from the sun

Dead promises

Paintings from the worlds of pure ancient prophecies

Remains of the worlds of good

The time has come Hide from the sun

I will be better

I won't be as bitter

In my own heaven I'll be good forever more

More than ever

I won't cry ever more

No die never

Dead promises

Paintings from the worlds of pure ancient prophecies

Remains of the worlds of good

The time has come Hide from the sun