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The Bermuda Rockband from Hungary present:
Black Sun
Somehow the Earth became a wreck
Somehow the green turned into black
There is more poison in the air
Day by day.
Is it too late to make some changes?
Will someone save, someone revenge us?
Or no one will remain to remember
Our names.
Tomorrow a black Sun might rise.
That could be the end of our lives.
But this song will survive the dark fires
That’s for sure.
One day a black Sun’s gonna rise.
Than we will be told the last of lies
All livings will be swallowed by the night
But the rock’n’roll.
Despite of all the bad presages
Mankind ’s polluting like the mindless
In their pride, they think they’re smarter
Than Nature is.
Hills of garbage grow by thousands.
We wish to find some better places.
Is there any hope to cure the Earth?
’Cause we are full with this.
Tomorrow a black Sun might rise.
That could be the end of our lives.
But this song will survive the dark fires
That’s for sure.
One day a black Sun’s gonna rise.
Than we will be told the last of lies
All livings will be swallowed by the night
But the rock’n’roll.
Bottles break.
Days and liquids flow unnamed.
Celestial bodies are chased and turned by Time.
Plastic monsters are aborted by Earth, the Mother.
Rust comes to life on machines,
thickening the metal by feeding on it.
The sky is miraculously gray.
Dig a hole in your yard. Water it with great care.
What you are made from, and what you shall become, Do not forget.
Plant the Tree of Life. Than in it’s growing shadow you meditate:
A giant fall is your present, not elevation!
They drowned this planet in their waste
Tomorrow our lives will be at stake
If you got the eyes, you can see:
The end is near.
Killing flames are already rising,
Ashclouds, big wawes alongside riding,
Mankind, the time has come:
Be awake!
Tomorrow a black Sun might rise.
That could be the end of our lives.
But this song will survive the dark fires
That’s for sure.
One day a black Sun’s gonna rise.
Than we will be told the last of the lies
There will be no more beers, no wines,
You’ll have no more to stand in lines
All things will be swallowed by the night
Except for the rock’n’roll.