To live is to suffer, or so they say A constant of overcoming pains and wounds. In the heart or the temple of soul Orbits a sinister sun Both in us and above. To burn us away one final day, So we live in open agony Or illusion indulged. To live is to suffer, or so they say A constant of overcoming pains and wounds. But refuse to be small, Weak or the victim To any cost, live as if there were No one thing bothering. Do it and rejoice In a strange twilight paradise. Twilight paradise. One with hurt, one with joy One that is the only one Survive, and death shall reward as best, Shall reward as best... One with hurt, one with joy One that is the only one. Twilight. Survive, to any cost. There in lies the secret of life And all death of the sulphury sun. But refuse to be small, Weak or the victim To any cost, live as if there were No one thing bothering. Do it and rejoice In a strange twilight paradise. Twilight paradise. But refuse to be small, Weak or the victim To any cost, live as if there were No one thing bothering. Do it and rejoice In a strange twilight paradise. Twilight paradise.