Gnr morte ao sol

Fortunately, night falls
I'm glad there's fog around
I'm glad if the light fades
And a shadow invades this place
If a lost tomorrow is
metamorphosis of horror
The darkness won't last long, I'm happy if the light disappears
If the sky closes over us, a hoarse voice comes out
If the lost tomorrow is
overdose of terror
Directly, yes, I declare death to the sun
Directly, no, and to those who support it
here comes the light!!!
If the sky doesn't close over us now
This atrocious image is revealed