Once again you will all leave your meals untouched
Like every night, every night, every night.
Hunger never stops to flee far just like our hopes 
Like so many things, many things, many things 
Then he came alone 
in the night and in the cold. 
his frightening Madness 
knocking at the door 
Then he came alone 
on his back a bag of gold 
Judas hole 
Is Fair is hard to hold 
The choice is hard when my instincts push me to give up 
On the other hand, other hand, other hand 
Just a snap and maybe will be alright
Free of all our fears for so many years
Then he came alone 
in the night and in the cold. 
his frightening Madness 
Is knocking at the door 
Then he came alone 
on his back a bag of gold 
Judas hole 
Fair is hard to hold 
hey kids wake up
we have to leave now