Sunny Son letra

Machines are laughing in my face,
I'm opening windows in the soul.
Perhaps, I was hanged in disgrace...
And, may be, upon the telegraph pole.

Machines do not throw a shadow.
...Ungrateful children of the human race...
I'll shelter myself under a barrow.
Machines are laughing in my face.

We divinified town lands.
This city had not been heaven-born,
Underground giants of our by-ends.
Our Temple, be never lorn!

But by means of secret mutations
(It sticks now out a mile),
Emiting a knack of electrovibrations
By the irresistible smile,
The Sunny Son will see the light.
The Sunny Son will see his light.

Nord'n'commander - Letras

• Aeonian Circle
• Alive Flock
• Atlas of Cosmic Fords
• Bewegung-in-Sich
• Blood of the Virgin Girl
• Cave of My Heart
• Centre of Cross
• Contention
• Drifting Into Pessimistical Sleep
• Fiery Wheel
• From the Elevator
• God The Forestborn
• God The Forestborn II
• Heavenly Barrow
• Listen to the Evening
• Map of Shadow Travelling
• Narcissus
• Prince of Blood
• Seventh Sun
• Shout of Birds
• Sonnenmensch
• Sunny Son
• Teeth of the Hanged
• The Omen I'm in...
• Threshold of Asgard
• Tsar of Space