In shadows falling 
there's no reason to the calling 
we are spreading all the ¿music across? today 
sentinel is calling but my rightful pain is falling 
there's no vanish to the point of no return 
It's like a day of season tears ... 
Seems like a fraction of the fear ... 
If I fornicate in moonlight there's no reason to get mad 
I might copulate in sunlight I might have to stay outside 
if there's any way for me to find the answer to the call? 
what you're gonna do? In your last night on earth!