A rain-soaked owl screams in the alley.
Someone is dying under a high wall.
Who knows whats going on in the dark؟
The feet of the slaves of the night are captivated by the chains of grief
Im tired of the darkness
All doors are closed to Rome
I was captivated by the shadows of the night
Night captive to the cold sky tour
I have to go to the feet of the shadows
Every night to the dark city of madness
Im tired of the darkness
All doors are closed to Rome
My starlight goes out
I was caught between life and death again;
Darkness arrives with its cold claws
In the cold soil of my heart is sowing resentment.
Im tired of the darkness
All doors are closed to Rome
The sinister chicken behind the wall of my heart
He stumbles around here and there
Youre in the cold tired vein of my body.
The fear of dying is creeping up.
