You are an imaginary

Founder of the world

But your throne - it's just clouds



Only sun has real warmth

It's real

Only sun has real warmth

I feel his power



You're just his creation - sun's spawn

Your authority - dense smoke



Try to look above

Rusty nymbus over your saint head

Maybe real lord is there

And you're only a cheap doll in his fiery hands



Recognize your helplessness and your feebleness

Fall back and don't return again

Don't try to pretend authority of sanctity

I see your eyes and they are full of fear



Are you ready for the court of major reign of the sun

You are lost in your lie, which enslaved so much people

Are you ready for the court of major reign of the sun

You are lost in your lie, which enslaved so much people



You terror is punished now

Behold the strength of the real flame

Your f*****g angels are dishonored



What do you mean, when you speak about the sanctity

These are the empty words and you know this like me

Just stop to run from the answer to this question

This is your

Last chance for the freedom



The eyes start to burn

Because hells fire's in your heart



The pain throws away

Your hopeless soul belongs to sun



This is the end of your

Reign over our minds

But humanity isn't free and this's your guilty



World is full of your slaves

Which continue your way

And our mission is to destroy this way at all



Don't you understand

Who has begun this court

It is the real son of sun



What do you mean, when you speak about the sanctity

These are the empty words and you know this like me

Just stop to run from the answer to this question

This is your

Last chance for the freedom