Books of lore of the ancient times The letters all glow I give up my body and mind He comes when the night falls The right words were called He comes when the night falls I make out new forms in the dark And slowly the light dawns Not a toy, it's not a toy at all Suddenly I start, petrified So naked and small The hot touch pushes all fear aside He comes when the night falls He comes when the night falls I don't fight at all And I give in to the dark force I raise my hand and Heaven stands open I raise the other, Hell now gathers form The latter wins, and I approach the door I'll die right before Behind I'll be reborn! Not a toy, it's not a toy at all I all but kneel and pray in the sun He comes when the night falls For the first time I sing out to God To come But what for? ‘Cause when the day gives way to night Desire burns all fear inside Darkness lift the veil from the eyes He comes when the night falls Not a toy, it's not a toy at all I raise my hand and Heaven stands open... Not a toy, it's not a toy at all