Standing under the street lights,fog never stands for long,
Damp in the cores of world only trash can be seen alone.
But how long can we be standing,
How long can we be staying,
Being burnt in the coldness of this world.

Darkness all over the streets,
Darkness in those hearts that seek,
Compassion dug in graves of love.
Still it seems to me that I can live,
As I live, if I live.

Or else
Eulogy of mankind, sung by human laws.
Laws are laws of futility.
Only the power roars.
How long can a wonders stand up
On wonderfull creators that suck
The human soul out of their lives.

But it is in the darkest hours
That we should not lose our faith.