Now that the sun's trueness has waned

Now that the sun turns our skin red

Comfort me.



I miss the joy in your smiling face

As starved of leaves, the trees cry out

To the cruel poison sky.



All screaming to the cruel poison sky

Cry out.



Now that the sun's trueness has waned

Now that the sun turns our skin red

LISTEN...



Moonlight

adorns the

snow-filled churchyard

Misery never dies

As those memories never die.



Now that the sun's trueness has waned

Now that the sun turns our skin red

Now that our beautiful sun is burning us

Now that our beautiful mother is almost dead.