Im Haus der drei Sonnen fern von dieser Welt wo leuchtend die Rader des Schicksals rotier'n. Im Haus der Geschichten die niemand erzahlt wo Raumschiffe
Up in the morning out on the job work like the devil for my pay lucky old usn aint got nothing to do roll around heaven all day fuss with my woman toil
Vielfour fiery Four corners race- stretch infinity Cataclysms celebrate A whirling soul ablaze with spirited gleam A silence made sullen by the lightning
I follow the sun from a distance I pass the shadows to my left find my strength in the solar wake (and live a little) running up for the light find it
Well hail Caesar Horses in the Senate Where did the eagles fly Back in the German woods ? Lost by the walking wounded Fleeing the devils of the
Music: Abbath / Demonaz Lyrics: Demonaz Mountaing guarded from the light of sun In the valleys that we walk Dark spirits against the sun Gathered
Taken this for granted. Pawned a laugh for a smile, a hug for a handshake, a note for a goodbye, thank you. Dial the sun, for the time? Dial the sun
Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needs Chaotic energy that sucks the life from H to H e All life withers in the sun I deny what
Sunblind Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh I'm seeing perfectly. I'm seeing perfectly. I might
[lyrics:Stefan Ruiters] solar child is burning my eyes she's still burning my eyes would you give it to me all the love you have child...would you give
Ich geh auf einem Regenbogen über dunkle Wolken hin. Und ich hoffe daß ich bald schon in der hellen Sonne bin. Sonne für dich Sonne f&
See the Black Sun rise In the Solar Lodge See the Black Sun rise From the Solar Lodge Stop Like a clock Like a hole in the ground Like a lock Like a
Up in the mornin', out on the job I work like the devil for my pay I know that lucky old sun Has nothin' to do But to roll around heaven all day I fuss
Up in the morning out to the fields I work like a devil for my pay But that lucky old sun ain't got nothing to do but roll around heaven all day Well
Prairie days have gone away leaving us in disarray Fancy cars and credit cards have taken the world The world by large, Sad but true the only view of
Up in the morning, out on the job Work like the devil for my pay But the lucky old sun has nothing to do But roll around heaven all day Fuss with my
Up in the morning out on the job works like the devil for my pay But that lucky old sun ain't got nothing to do but roll around heaven all day Fuss with
They came with different names Bore the mark of the old They came with different names Bore the mark of the old We've tried to run but it's no use And