In the mist of a windswept plain

We carried the gifts that our priests had restrained

Chanting awaiting the gods of the sun

We're children of sorrow captors of none



A hole in the sky

And a tear in the eye

Of the god of the gate of the sun



>From far away lands we escaped all the plans

Of deserters who are left to decay

The gifts we obtain are placed in the hands

Of abductors to lift us away



They wept for our race

For the seed was misplaced

Their science was left to decree



Children of the sun the date was etched in stone...

Children of the sun the time is her for them to come...

Children of the sun seeking the enlighted ones...

Children of the sun be prepared don't run...



They're watching from their sensors above

They lifted us up and they taught us to grow

Ignorance runs from destruction in time

>From distant signs now Armageddon's alligned



A hole in the sky

And a tear in the eye

Of the god of the gate of the sun



Now their mark shows the white from the black

Soon the seed is in my mind

So when the comets they rip through the sky

Nevermore to see the light



Now their mark shows the white from the black

Nevermore to see the light



In the mist of a windswept plain

We carried the gifts that our priests had restrained

Chanting awaiting the gods of the sun

We're children of sorrow captors of none