Children of the Sun
We are the children of the sun
We are the children of the one
And if you listen very close
You'll hear the coming of the wolves
Ooh
Aah
Chasing time we drift
On by
All these eyes they shift, colors
Inside these lies
Raise your hands against the womb
One last embrace, a shock, don't you understand
Do not plead, your guilt
You will never be free
Can you feel the wind, the trees
Can you see among the skies
Raise your hands towards the moon
In the end we are traveling too far from where we begun
Follow my friend, towards the grave
Where all our mistakes, the guilt is to be repelled
We are the children of the sun
We are the children of the one
And if you listen very close
You'll hear the coming of the wolves
Listen, here
It isn't me
You went past 21
Guess you seek the thrill
Listen here, son
You're out of luck
A clean cut, torn, taken apart
Ooh
You went for the moon
Tried to grab it full
The priestess is going down
From her throne, oh
You're all out of pride
The game host has won
You're simply nothing, nada, zero at all
It's your pick from the deck of cards
We are the children of the one
And if you listen very close
You'll hear the coming of the wolves
Ooh
Aah
Chasing time we drift
On by
All these eyes they shift, colors
Inside these lies
Raise your hands against the womb
One last embrace, a shock, don't you understand
Do not plead, your guilt
You will never be free
Can you feel the wind, the trees
Can you see among the skies
Raise your hands towards the moon
In the end we are traveling too far from where we begun
Follow my friend, towards the grave
Where all our mistakes, the guilt is to be repelled
We are the children of the sun
We are the children of the one
And if you listen very close
You'll hear the coming of the wolves
Listen, here
It isn't me
You went past 21
Guess you seek the thrill
Listen here, son
You're out of luck
A clean cut, torn, taken apart
Ooh
You went for the moon
Tried to grab it full
The priestess is going down
From her throne, oh
You're all out of pride
The game host has won
You're simply nothing, nada, zero at all
It's your pick from the deck of cards
Credits
Writer(s): Theodor Callersten
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