Dying Sun

Determined to wage a war with fate

Don't you stand in my way

Give me the strength to take your pain away

To take your pain away

Yet to defeat this

Death feeds on your weakness

But in the shadows of borrowed time

We'll rise once more

I see a man with cracks in his glass heart

He'll trade his soul to never be apart from you

His hands were stained by the twisted grip of fate

But you won't see him hate

No, you won't see him hate

Nothing is as it seems

Bleed out your broken dreams

And play the role of someone on his knees

I bow to the dying sun

Under your fallen sky, we come undone

I bow to the dying sun

The only one

I see a man with cracks in his glass heart

He'll trade his soul to never be apart from you

His hands were stained by the twisted grip of fate

But you won't see him