the best of days
are now upon us
can you feel it, the coming of the sun?
its pale light will warm our faces
come, night's children, wild we run
wild we run
the best of days
are now upon us
can you feel it, the coming of the sun?
its pale light will warm our faces
come, night's children, wild we run
wild we run
so blow out the candles
turn away from the light
embrace the darkness
on this night of nights
so blow out the candles
turn your back on the light
never fear the darkness
before the coming of the morning
the restless days
are coming for us
can you hear it, though silent be the earth?
racing down the streets of madness
the defiance of our mirth
of our rebirth
so blow out the candles
turn away from the light
embrace the darkness
on this night of nights
so blow out the candles
turn your back on the light
never fear the darkness
before the coming of the morning
so blow out the candles
turn away from the light
embrace the darkness
on this night of nights
so blow out the candles
turn your back on the light
never fear the darkness
before the coming of the morning

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