In the night, [bad word] around in the streets
 Jack up on life in [bad word] 
 Thunder love has [bad word] us again
 Where apparitions are the sinful spell

 Elude the harsh reality of our lands
 We saw tears and tragedy
 Rejoin the back of rebel angels at night
 Like apparitions of an infantry

 Let’s get out of here
 Want you [bad word] along
 Let’s get out of here
 Want you [bad word] along

 In the sunless days of war
 I was a young pilot strewing death
 I see tears and frightened eyes
 Put them to sleep till I was out of breath

 silhouette of jealousy in the sky
 I took revenge on love nightly
 I’ll take a hard look back someday
 And deny war apparitions of sympathy