I can hear a foreign whisper, suddenly I find
An unexpected attendant, a call, a cue, a sign
I'm haunted by a phantom, real or in my mind
My company is ghostlike, this shadow is not mine
Uhh, the day turns into night
Then I look beyond the veil and not by accident
A fundamental turn takes grip, a blessing or a curse
A fatal shift of sight it is, I call it an advent
My life will never be the same, for better or for worse
Uhh, the night turns into day
A hidden hand turns out to hold its sway
Uhh, the day turns into night
Uhh, the night turns into day
A hidden hand turns out to hold its sway
Uhh, the day turns into night