Good night (mare) of the week (end)

In the arms of lies had been 36 hours
There was a single hope to us
She was able to cross the sea
But we couldn't cross it like a banshee

They cheered her fall and buried her bones
In the nest a yellow and radiant light shone
She was able to walk through the walls
But we couldn´t go through hollow walls

36 Hours in 36 days
Good night to the weak
36 Hours in 36 days
Good nightmares at weekends

And now!!
It's the end
The end

She was smiling but the devil was an angel too
In a black sunday poison entered the blue eyes of hers
She was able to walk through the valley of shadows
But we couldn´t go hand in hand through the meadows

A spider web can arrest you in the dark
Maybe delusions and anger in the lover´s heart
She was able to cross the most beautiful dreams in the end
But we´ll go through nightmares at weekends