Static, we are static The heart beats, the movement of the day And the wall and me They scared, scaring themselves They got tired, letting the words Sour-sour Time will turn around The sun is wounded All this is evil, all this is evil All this is evil, evil-evil-evil Time will wake up The sun will rise Good will win, good will win Good will win And with my rain, bloody fog Good does not happen where there is deception The empire is wounded We fell, hands to the edge Lost everything, but understood The signs of evil Time will turn around The sun is wounded All this is evil, all this is evil All this is evil, evil-evil-evil Time will wake up The sun will rise Good will win, good will win Good will win Time will turn around The sun is wounded We fell, hands to the edge Lost everything, but understood The signs of evil Time will turn around The sun is wounded We fell, hands to the edge *