In a dream I saw the future,

In a dream I saw the world.

There were madmen's lies,

Devil's point of view.

In a world of hate and anger,

In a world of fear and pain.

There's no time for pride,

No time to stand aside.

Call me a dreamer,

Call me insane.

I'll survive the storm,

I'll take the pain.

Out of the storm,

Comes the children of the night.

Out of the storm,

A black masquerade.

Dance with the dead,

To the music of grief.

Out of the storm,

A nightchild appears.

In the silence of the moonlight,

You can hear the nightchild's cry.

Like a lonely wolf,

Howling to the sky.

With a madman nor a stranger,

Who's words you just can't tell.

It's the nightchild's way,

The way of no return.

Call me a dreamer,

Call me insane.

I'll survive the storm,

I'll take the pain.

Out of the storm,

Comes the children of the night.

Out of the storm,

A black masquerade.

Dance with the dead,

To the music of grief.

Out of the storm,

A nightchild appears.

When the light fades away,

And the night puts me asleep.

Will I ever wake up again,

Will I stay in this twilight forever?

Out of the storm,

Comes the children of the night.

Out of the storm,

A black masquerade.

Dance with the dead,

To the music of grief.

Out of the storm,

A nightchild appears.