The sun is far away
It goes in circles
Someone dies
Someone lives
In pain
It's bu-u-rning
Into the thin air
Of the nature
Of a culture
On the dark side
Under the moon
The wolves gather
The sun is far away
It goes in circles
Someone dies
Someone lives
In pain
It's bu-u-rning
Into the thin air
Of the nature
Of a culture
On the dark side
Under the moon
The wolves gather