Ghlóir Ar An Oíche

Sunbeams fade away on the CNN screen.

The scum of the world starts looking afraid,

afraid of a ruthless new age while their future screams, unknown,

while the innocents they killed turn the horizon into grave.

I'm surrounded by the stars many flowers on the walls.

only strangers without story.

come to me, come to me.

And your voice sounds soft and warm

as if you were still alive.

Turn my head I see you're smiling,

come to me, come to me.

The sea is filled with eyes while a million roses are blooming

in the dawn of the nightglory come to me, bless our blood.

And I feel you're getting close

Scent... the flowers of your skin.

Yes, the enemies were so strong,

not enough,

come to me.

And I feel you’re getting close

Scent... the flowers on your skin.

Yes, a promise hard to keep, We did not give up.

Here's the place they couldn't reach,

where the traitor angels die

and the night kills them away.

Here's my hand, it's time to fall.