5 AM, awaken to the day / The vestiges of the night Fading as its giving way / To a bright rising ball of flame
Speeding waves of death / Come crashing to our shores Incinerating all the lives / All we love, hate, adore
Chorus
This Searing Light, blinding lethal rays Melting our eyes, tearing skin from our face
This Rising Sun, brighter than before Flowering beautiful flames, sends humanity to its grave
Verse Two
For that brief searing moment / light is all we can see That artificial sun / imprinted deep in our dreams
Standing tall, and alone / in the ruins of my life There's nothing here I'm all that's left / in the wake of the rising sun
Bridge
In searing light we are exposed For what we are, for what we were In searing light we are exposed For what we are for what we were In searing light we are exposed For what we never cared to know In searing light we are exposed For what we never thought to learn
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The flowers fade as they wilt and die; their death, harbingering the beginning of holy Eschaton. The flowers bright, destructive light, forsake the seed of man, forsake the seed of man.
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