Soon, he'll find it When the soles of his feet Will be blood and ripped out skin Then, he will stand At the edge, where the world ends Contemplating misty lands Oh Misty lands He'll be lost and never found Even if the night turn bright Oh here's the lake Silent black water ground Hiding the sword from his sight Oh Misty lands He'll be lost and never found Even if the night turn bright Oh here's the lake Silent black water ground Hiding the sword from his sight OH! LET THE DUSK COME! OH! LET THE DUSK COME! OH! LET THE DUSK COME! OH! LET THE DUSK COME!