The night is growing shorter
And holy wolves getting older
Out in the dark someone whispers:
"Peace will come someday"
A change is bound to come
For all the things we never knew

Climb up the new day
Flutter imagination
And tape reality

One day our fears will melt away
in their place comes acceptance

Shame on you
For all our sins
And all you stand for

We'll cast aside our fexes
All those psycho little dolls
We'll wade them away
Like branches in a river