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

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

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

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