Crimson Space - Towards the End of Existence

They sneak up like a snake
Why we don't see their faces?
Fear eats the inside
Brave and unwavering soul

The worst weather years tonight!
Get out poor creature. Come outside!

They don't play with us
No. Though it seems so.
Fear eats the inside
Brave and unwavering soul.

Breaking the calm:
You crawling on broken road.
Follow my rules.
Frightful night here,
Stop resistance to God.
Don't be fols.

Make your mind easy, lok at this sky
Still not to late.
Don't panic! Enough! Forget how to cry.
Cease to run from the fate.