Scar Of The Sun Disciple Of The Sun
Why are you asking me to profane your icon,
destroy the flesh and the bones of this still?
I can’t remain translusive, hiding in vapour,
injecting life to a such foul will!
So long to this endeavour, I’ve stretched my sensors
discern the one, and I keep my track clean
Frantic image but flawless, your contradictions
won’t mystify me and make you obscene!
Failed to discourage my faith,
I still remain the disciple I was ages ago…
…Until the time that these eyes will restate their
presence!
…Until your poisoned soul’s total convalescence!
…Until you get that these days weren’t just a number!
…Until the wake from your never ending slumber!
I still remain…
I still remain!
Failed to discourage my faith,
I still remain the disciple I was ages ago…
All through the years
I was searching truth through madness
Absent, I only saw
fragments of your aptness
I’ll be devoted
in happiness and sadness,
Until the rays of your sun
will enlighten my darkness…
