Now this is the right occasion
For a private conversation.
You know me. Yes, you know me.
Since your childhood, we're befriended,
And our friendship hasn't ended.
I promised not to leave you.

I call you in desperation
Every time this nightmare haunts me,
When it feels like suffocation.

You need me, here I am!

The shades of night are growing.
The future has been bought and sold.
The doomsday horns are blowing
While they're dancing round a cup of gold.
The shades of night are growing.
It is five to twelve, our time is getting old.

Have the gods ran out of kindness?
Our ship has lost direction.
Is the helmsman [bad word] with blindness?
He does not even hear me.

On the black sky, scarlet letters
You can read; they spell disaster.
Put your horse to waiting fetters.

It's driving me insane!

The shades of night are growing,
As man [bad word] a beast of prey.
We don't know where we're going,
But we're going faster every day.
The shades of night are growing;
It is five to twelve, our chances melt away.

It's all up to you.
So do what you have to do.
Dare take heart, to be a rebel!

Rebel?

The shades of night are growing;
One must try at last to turn the tide.
When good and bad are going,
Time is always on the devil's side.
The shades of night are growing.
So stand up and fight, and reach out for the light!