Oh Night - Christian Kjellvander

Befallen beauty here to breathe

To seek position and to heed

The battles have started

Your enemies are counted

As your judges take their seats

But tonight celebrated night you’re on fire for the first

Time in your life

You’re not working you’re not searching for

Can I crack some porcelain eyes?

You have not lived till something you love has died

Bedew your tongue and join in what’s sung

In vacant streets as you walk by

But tonight celebrated rite bring the fire for the first time

In a while

Gone is mourning, gone is whoring out the door