Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sun Dies, Blood Moon , by - Norma Jean. Song from the album Wrongdoers, in the genre Release date: 05.08.2013
Record label: Razor & Tie
Song language: English
Sun Dies, Blood Moon |
| Have no fear and open your eyes and observe the glowing room |
| Through the blood that runs through your eyelids, I guess it’s time to wake |
| Moving hours with vacant hands just for the chance just to sleep again |
| Drag my feet across the earth yeah I guess that nothings restored |
| Make my through my designer home |
| To the heart of my captivity |
| Where I am both prisoner and warden |
| All I need is the air inside my lungs, or a cigarette |
| Life is blank without the flame |
| It’s ok cause I am still within the womb |
| Watching from the inside, the inside |
| The great things wait just past the horizon |
| They lose their glow when the lights hit their skin |
| Outstretched hands I’ll flee and to nothing I will open the door |
| The sun is dead, or maybe just fading out |
| It hits my skin for the first time in days and days |
| As I slip into the air I feel the warmest winter |
| That I can remember |
| Breathless is the empty world |
| Aimlessly walking through a vacant city |
| The architecture is all alone |
| If this is the end I don’t feel a damn thing |
| My tired feet matter no more |
| It seems the things I tend to believe always fall to my feet |
| To dig my shallow graves |
| You must have felt this, before you even woke up |
| You should have known it years ago |
| You must have felt this, before you even woke up |
| You should have known it years ago |
| (You should have known |
| You should have known, Yeah! |
| You should have known |
| You should have known) |
| Do not be surprised my friend |
| You make your own decisions |
| You worked hard, you fought the good fight |
| The taste of copper in a failed mouth full of broken teeth |
| And the sounds, the sounds of excuses |
| I’ll count my blessings on the fingers of the unbit hand |
| Empty of reason, goodbyes on the tip of my tongue forever |
| And so it goes |
| I must have seen it, before I even woke up |
| I should have known it years ago |
| I will storm the gates of hell |
| I will kill the queen of death herself |
| Shadowless in the last direct light of the drowning sun |
| I will storm the gates of hell |
| I will kill the queen of death herself |
| Shadowless in the last direct light of the drowning sun |