Enemy Of The Sun

<br>Torn of this land`s disgrace<br>Too hungry to contain a future<br>The sun bathes my wounds with a veil of rage<br>It`s rays dyed with the blood of our disrespect<br><br>Suffering for the wisdom long forgotten<br>The sound of bloodletting echoes on the wind<br>The suicide of drought for a faith destroyed<br>We starve with pride and glass in our throats<br><br>Harvest their return<br>Those who drive away the sun<br><br>The masks lay fallen, sheltered in the dust<br>Tearing our flesh amongst wolves<br>See how they run as we laugh<br>In lunar horizons there is understanding<br><br>Harvest their return<br>Carry my soul to the sun