Night.
He is looking at the sky
There is nothing but loneliness
Our world of love and pain
Is lost in the endless space.
He is ready to release
And fly extremely far
To the fears of unknown [bad word] the falling star.
 [bad word] 
Days and nights're passing by
With no foes and no friends
Now it's gone but the past
Was a chain on his hands.
Through the hatred of gods
He will learn who they are...
But he still wants to be
Like a falling star.

Day.
Body's eaten up with glow
This is lonesome and arduous way
Drowning in the silent air
He's tempted to kneel and pray
There's no strength to bear the dream
And hope's streaked with bleeding cuts
He just wants [bad word] away
And hide in the shade of gods.
 [bad word] 

He's known since it all began
That one day the dream will fade away
But while the star is calling he believes
That his path will never turn off.
 [bad word] 
Days and nights're passing by
With no foes and no friends
Now it's gone but the past
Was a chain on his hands.
Through the hatred of gods
He will learn who they are...
But he still wants to be
Like a fallen star.