Summer nights enchat the nymphs
I [bad word] from the myths
Myths of friendship, myths of good
Nothin’ changes in my mood

Higher feelings, higher life
Problems that we can survive
All the things that humans form
What will happen to my storm?

I’m lonely, walkin’ though
Midnight forest is my soul
I’m climbing up above
Praying just to never
Stop

To fight the feelings is the hardest
Flames that burn the midnight forest
I am climbing up above
Praying just to never stop

To fight the feelings is the hardest
Flames that burn the midnight forest
I am climbing up and up
Just fighting to reach the top

My storm is painful, it is wild
I sometimes used to be a child
But only now I realize
I must be conscious of my life

I’m lonely, walkin’ though
Midnight forest is my soul
I’m climbing up above
Praying just to never
Stop

To fight the feelings is the hardest
Flames that burn the midnight forest
I am climbing up above
Praying just to never stop

To fight the feelings is the hardest
Flames that burn the midnight forest
I am climbing up and up
Just fighting to reach the top