Texty: Dead Can Dance. Aion. Black Sun.

Murderer, man of fire
Murderer
I've seen the eyes of living dead

It's the same game, survival
The great mass play a waiting game
Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain
All sense of freedom gone

Black sun in a white world
Like having a black son
In a white world

I have a son
His name is Eden
It's his birthright
Beyond estranged time

Give me 69 years
Another season in this hell
It's all sex and death
As far as I can tell

Like Prometheus, we are bound
Chained to this rock
Of a brave new world
Our godforsaken lot

And I feel that's all
We've ever needed to know
'Til worlds end
And the seas run cold

Give me 69 years
Another season in this hell
There is sex and death
In Mother Nature's plans

Like Prometheus, we are bound
Chained to this rock
Of a brave new world
Our godforsaken lot