Dark Age - Black September

I am the darkest rising, a star that Kissed the sky Faithfully I consume your features With an injected lies Bury me– and I'll bury you Against the odds, it's all I do Plain whise but you came while calling Imperialistic lies Thunder bleeds our purple skies Carry me to the son who cries Your caring hearts are full of grain Our dying children are insane Will it be today or will it be tomorow? It is whatever you say... ...Because it feels so real to believe that I heal No, I am your black september Unfaithfull cries in unfaithfull times Father, fake the colours I preach them every day Black blood calls the dollars Down with life and peace I say I can hear them talk to me Fearfull faces all I see No one climbs the golden tree So sorry for what we cannot be.