Solar (Instrumental)

In an age where stars only draw us in

Gaze is swept from our mother who birthed us here

She’s stormy, doubted and over-relied on

Take a good long look at that horizon

We bleed it dry

We multiply

And soon we’ll say it’s time to fly

So scorch the host

Silenced by the solar wind

Forests evergreen wither to sand

There’s still shade in this wasteland

Shadows of towering glass span

As far as you can set your sights on

Take a good long look at that horizon

We bleed it dry

We multiply

And soon we’ll say it’s time to fly

So scorch the host

She’s stormy, doubted and over-relied on

She’s stormy, doubted and over-relied on

She’s stormy, doubted and over-relied on

Take a good long look at that horizon

Open your eyes

Two worlds collide

Open your eyes

We bleed it dry

We multiply

And soon we’ll say it’s time to fly

So scorch the host

Watch it die