Morte ao Sol
Catarina Boto
Death to the Sun
Thank goodness the night comes
At least there's fog around here
I'm happy if the light fades away
And a shadow takes over this place
If a lost tomorrow turns into a horror show
The darkness won't take long, I'm happy if the light fades away
If the sky closes in on us, a hoarse voice breaks free
If the lost tomorrow is an overdose of fear
Yeah, I declare death to the Sun
Yeah, not to those who support it
Yeah, I declare death to the Sun
To the Sun, to the Sun
Here comes the light
If the sky doesn't close in on us
This horrific image reveals itself
Yeah, I declare death to the Sun
Yeah, not to those who support it
Yeah, I declare death to the Sun
Yeah, not to those who support it
Yeah, I declare yeah
