Swallowing the Sun

Swallowing the Sun - Distorted Memory

On the horizon serpent dwells

Wrapping circles he sleeps in hell

On mountain tops the goat son feeds

Devouring anguish he never sleeps

Black tyrants

Swallowing the sun

Black tyrants

Swallowing the sun

Below the surface a darkness creeps

A thousand insects to feed the greed

Inside our minds within our hearts

Lies the force to heal these scars

Black tyrants

Swallowing the sun

Black tyrants

Swallowing the sun

Swallowing the sun

Swallowing the sun

Swallowing the sun