Touch the Sun

Looking down upon your world
 Desperate changes it goes through
 My black-eyed point of view...
 Though you think you know my face
 Occupying space (is what)
 Brings me here to you...
 Dark clouds fill your mind with memories we design
 Mask the fear of evil you can't conceive
 Transversed through time and space
 There is no God to save your race
 We harvest the worlds we need...
 With dark eyes we steal your minds with memories deep inside
 You hide in fear from terror you can't conceive
 Bending time and space
 We are the Gods of your race
 We harvest the worlds that we need...
 If we could only Touch The Sun
 To dream is not enough
 The world is on our hands...
 If we could only Touch The Sun
 To dream is not enough
 The world is on our hands...
 If we could only Touch The Sun
 To dream is not enough
 The world is on our hands...
 If we could only Touch The Sun
 To dream is not enough
 The world is on our hands...
 If we could only Touch The Sun
 To dream is not enough
 The world is on our hands...
 If we could only Touch The Sun
 To dream is not enough
 The world is on our hands...
 There is no God
 Touch The Sun
 Touch The Sun
 Touch The Sun