Curse The Sun
Her setting sun will never rise
Watch as the flames consume
She's drowning under her burning halos
Never to breathe again
This is where the lonely go to rest their heads
On the cold gates of hell
Her world crumbles without a trace
The blank expression says it all
Tonight we'll set it all ablaze
Tomorrow this will all be gone
Frayed edged photographs
As frail as these rusty hands
Now turn to dust
As the fires consume her every move
I'm still waiting to bid farewell to this world
This is where the lonely go to rest their head
On the cold gates of hell
I'm starting this war
To cleanse myself
Of everything you've ever thrown at me
This is where the lonely go to rest their heads
Her setting sun will never rise
Watch as the flames consume
She's drowning under her burning halos
Never to breathe again