made by Στέλιος "Sethor Nargod"

it's the end of the night

we have won the fight

some imaginary light

is blinding our sight

the guitar guy steps ahead

he is laughing, leaning his head

he is dressed in black and red

ready to reach the what where we were led

he's screaming my name

i pass in the hall of fame

what someday was a shame

now is my own frame

five people running on the stage

it's the end of "come of age"

in a great, noisy embrace

we are screaming "we won this race"

jason is clupping

he's still laughing

the world is so loud

call them OUR crowd

now i feel proud

"thank you" i shout

this is the end

sing it out loud