no rising sun, all is cold.
the only light held in our eyes:
it brings forth a new way of life.

and we shall burn our pyres when the morning comes.
welcome a new age.

when night falls we know, we will never fear a reckoning again.



Behind the Song:
the sun is the method by which we see all- truth embodied. we see a man standing on a hill in the dark. his eyes are glowing.