The night is growing shorter And holy wolves getting older Out in the dark someone whispers: "Peace will come someday" A change is bound to come For all the things we never knew
Climb up the new day Flutter imagination And tape reality
One day our fears will melt away in their place comes acceptance
Shame on you For all our sins And all you stand for
We'll cast aside our fexes All those psycho little dolls We'll wade them away Like branches in a river
