The ashen sun rises for the desperate,
Consuming all your hopes and dreams.
The ashen sun shining over the desert,
You'll never see it in the other realms.
The ashen sun shining for the desperate.
For ones, who have nothing to love, nothing to care.
For the ones, who wander through the desert.
No offence, but it's a perfectly fair.
Go along, if you call yourself a desperate.
You have no one on your side.
En route, you will meet your fate,
Being lost in the coldness of the night.
If you call yourself a desperate,
The ashen sun shining just for you.
It's the only man, who you should hate.
Make a step, and then just a few.
You should be delighted, having your own sun.
You had a hopes and dreams long time ago.
So, leave the faith and do what must be done.
The desert - it's an only place to go.
The darkest place, you'd ever seen.
You will afraid, you will afraid.
There time itself turning into a spin.
It is your grief, that you did create.
The ashen sun goes down over the desert,
And you'll never see it on the sky again.
You thinking of how you've become so desperate.
Close your eyes and try to remember, if you can.