Dark is the colour that weaves the midnight sky
It oppresses in its beauty it seduces (the) chaste of life.

Light is the colour to dress the lady of the snow
Its a white delight that easily is lost within the storm

How could ever these two be joined together at all
Light and dark, the filth, the grace, the unborn grey is the cost

Fly through the starlight over all the frozen sky
All the virtues and the lust, placed inside this downcast grace
Into the mists of dusk, through the shades of gray we fly
Bring me back my will to live, never let me go

Fly through the starlight over all the frozen sky
All the virtues and the lust, placed inside this downcast grace
Into the mists of dusk, through the shades of gray we fly
Bring me back my will to live, never let me go

Fly through the starlight
Over frozen sky