Sons Of A Dying Sun

Humans
Denying their cause of birth
The will of Sol's power
Should write their fate in dirt
Weakness
It's all that can be seen
Progress, our only wish
Around a dying god we spin
Behold
Rejecting reality
They tighten their hopes
Praising their vanity

The tears
The yellings
Will vanish in the dust
The light
Of hope
Will fade away at last
The tears
The yellings
There's nothing you can trust
Without
It's power
Humanity is loooost!

The glimpse of death will soon be seen
This is all what they have done...
The darkness of a tomb, alive
We're just sons of a dying sun