I couldn’t face my planet without your colors Twenty four hours I’m in a deep, dark space Look, over me vermilion petals of flowers They cover me but turning into ash
But I see golden-burning match Divides my world from white and black I’m ready to set fire to last threat To never lose your light again
I couldn’t face my sky without your thunder ‘Cause lightings without sound cannot be real Snow is falling down but it’s just powder Mercuric rives in winter become steel
But I see golden-burning match Divides my world from white and black I’m ready to set fire to last threat To never lose your light again
And I take this golden-burning match To bring back your solar flare Light a campfire onlife from-thatch That your dawn won’t ever end That your dawn won’t ever end And your dawn won’t ever end