Esta mañana recibimos la noticia de que el Carepan murió anoche
Hizo cosas indebidas y nunca fue santo de devoción de nadie
Su partida no es una pérdida trágica, se veía venir
De cualquier manera hay quienes sienten consternación por su fallecimiento
R.I.P.
"Black Sheep" - Sonata Arctica
Insanity, blessing for those born to hate you
Burned by the embers of love, it is so cruel
Howling the night, for sun of the midnight
Serving the people, condemned you in the eternal night
of the lost song, words of the stranger
The howling miller, never to face her
Temple of the evil, temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo, temptation of the key
Live with the Black Sheep, live with me!
Insanity, blessing for those born to hate you
Burned by the embers of love, it is so cruel
Howling the night, for sun of the midnight
Serving the people, condemned you in the eternal night
of the lost song, words of the stranger
The howling miller, never to face her
Temple of the evil, temple of the weak
No one knows how bad he feels
Late-night innuendo, temptation of the key
Live with the Black Sheep, live with me!