Žodžiai dainai: Avenged Sevenfold. Sounding the Seventh Trumpet. We Come Out At Night.

Black and gray clouds willow in the balance as the sun falls
Rain plays a heart warming tune, on the pavement emotions stir
A feeling of warmness, compassion, fullness, I feel at home
Disguised by surroundings

As the torn and left in the gutter seek vengeance on their mistreated lives
As the torn and left in the cold, seek vengeance on mistreated lives
A silhouette stands still
A cactus on a warm summer night

But the rain falls cold and the moon shines bright
Black as night, cold as ice, warm as home, ready to live
Stars they shoot in a clear across the sky as does my time
Waiting, wanting, feeling, emotion, crying, breaking, loving, nothing

Clouds swallow the moon, and I'm alone
Thinking good times, and why'd they go?

Falling down, breaking down parts of me
Falling down, breaking down parts of me
Fuck, I need this place to get away from you

Clouds swallow the moon, and I'm alone
Thinking good times, and why'd they go?
Clouds swallow the moon, and I'm alone
Thinking good times, and why'd they go?
Clouds swallow the moon, and I'm alone
Thinking good times, and why'd they go?