Dusk is setting in
When your shadow touches me
But I don’t want to be so weak
When your breath tempt me
Your curse should not be a temptation
You don’t draw me into your spell
I shan’t bray with the wolves
No, I shan’t be a Nonentity
I dance not at your chain
And I shan’t be your servant
When you are feigning to save me
I’ll cry into the night
Cold as ice is the world of debris
In which you hold yourself captive
Whether acknowledging friend or foe
The twilight has already united them
I dance not at your chain
And I shan’t be your servant
When you are feigning to save me
I’ll cry into the night