When the nights come on

darkness breaks through

say, baby, what you're gonna' do.

Priest of the light

moving away

nothing at all can make him stay

Queen of the dark

is leaving her cage

she's on the way to turn the page

Sleeves all in black

red lips, real hot

she always gets what she wants.

No release for queen and priest,

no guilt no sacrifice

never ending black and white good old days and nights.

The hunter in space

hunting the days

no chance to win whatever way

A sight of relief

and with the morning rain

the day will give you shelter once again

Priest of the light

is ready to start

against the dark the same old fight

Call it the sun

lets call it the moon

the same old game we forgot to soon.