On the day when all turned out wrong
Light had begun to shine above
Then a scythe [bad word] from nowhere
Out of thin air, again and again

Now, under a dying Sun
Water to blood [bad word] 
In the high tide of a [bad word] red
Don’t ever lose the will
Swim and fight until…
Rise from sorrow

Oh I hope there’s a meaning somewhere
In all this despair we leave behind
I don’t know why life’s so unfair
Seems to ensnare, again and again 

Now, under a dying Sun
Water to blood [bad word] 
In the high tide of a [bad word] red
Don’t ever lose the will
Swim and fight until…
Rise from sorrow

In this shelter I feel alive
In this shelter I feel alive
Now I feel alive

Now, under a dying Sun
Water to blood [bad word] 
In the high tide of a [bad word] red
Don’t ever lose the will
Swim and fight until…
Rise from sorrow