Black Sun

Black Sun [Alexandre Silva & João Cruz]

I hear footsteps... subtle laughs,
As I walk through this lonely past.

No sign of Life, just empty halls.
All I can see are shadows on the wall.

The darkness takes control,
We lose our souls.
A rising Black Sun
Polutes my dawn.

When angels call and ghosts arrive.
Neither I'm dead, nor I'm alive.

The darkness takes control,
We lose our souls.
A rising Black Sun
Polutes my dawn.