Behold the sun High in sky Dissipating as it dies We are the Pallbearers To the cruelest funeral
Eagerly awaiting Throughout the centuries For this moment To arrive For the life-giver To die
Its people gather For their false God Its once loving warmth Now runs cold
Plants begin to wither Animals shiver We kill We love Those who bask In the Sun's embrace
Sun no longer Sun no more Father unlight We will be their undoingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
