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

Light is the colour to dress the lady of the snow 
It’s 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 virtues and the lust, placed inside this downcast grace 
Into the mists of dusk, through the shades of grey we fly 
Bring me back my will to live, never let me go 

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

Fly through the starlight, 
Over frozen sky