Child of the Midnights
Seed of painful joy
Vivid Red inside your veins
Time’s moving faster to the dawn
You’d better not forget

Hiding from the Sun
Winter’s flower haunt while you can

Through the streams of dark hours
Memories are fading away
Let the sorrow fill this night
In your mind nothing is pure

Dust has just begun to fall
Blood and tears were shed
No heaven, no hell for you
You’re doomed to this world
Hiding from the Sun
Winter’s flower haunt while you can
Through the streams of dark hours
Memories are fading away
Let the sorrow fill this night

In your mind nothing is pure
Through the streams of dark hours
Memories are fading away
Let the sorrow fill this night
In your mind nothing is pure

Hiding from the Sun
Winter’s flower haunt while you can

Through the streams of dark hours
Memories are fading away
Let the sorrow fill this night
In your mind nothing is pure
Through the streams of dark hours
Memories are fading away
Let the sorrow fill this night
In your mind nothing is pure