Zenith of the Black Sun

In a faraway time, in the dawning of man
 They were bound by the laws of the land
 a flash in the sky, a roar in the ground
 Had effects that they could understand
 A river of gold the morning would bring
 With lifeblood in every ray
 Their cornucopia
 Would run dry this every day
 No turning back
 Skies growing black
 Now gods appear as people run
 No turning back
 Skies growing black
 Now gods appear as people run
 Behind the zenith of the sun
 The black sun
 In a gathering held a decision was made
 To restore the imperative light
 They couldn't dissuade their desperate fear
 Of a life in perpetual night
 The forces at work, a will they must have
 There must be a reason behind
 A human sacrifice
 The very first of its kind
 Sending ripples of fear and a growing unrest
 A belief of a spiritual cost
 The couldn't unsee the prophecy's lie
 On the day when humanity lost
 Their innocence gone, taken away
 by powers yet to be seen
 Their powerless cries, their desperate calls
 For deities to intervene
 Now gods appear as people run
 No turning back
 Skies growing black
 Now gods appear as people run
 Behind the zenith of the sun
 The black sun
 Gods appear and they demand a ransom for their sun
 Black sun
 Show your face
 Black sun
 Show your face
 The chosen ones in servitude
 Will look upon your gaze
 Again