The sun s Fury (143)

Текст песни написан искусственным интеллектом: The sun hangs heavy, a crimson eye, A storm brewing, a tempest s cry. The air grows thick, a suffocating haze, The sky a canvas, painted with its pains. The sun s fury, a cosmic dance, A symphony of light and pain. The flares ignite, a blazing flare, A comet s tail, a fiery snare. The Earth, a fragile orb, ablaze, A tapestry of life, ablaze. The sun s embrace, a scorching heat, A scorching kiss, a deadly feat. The sun s fury, a cosmic dance, A symphony of light and pain. The flares ignite, a blazing flare, A comet s tail, a fiery snare. The sun s fury, a cosmic dance, A symphony of light and pain. The flares ignite, a blazing flare, A comet s tail, a fiery snare. The sky descends, a curtain drawn, A veil of ash, a cosmic dawn. The air grows thin, a suffocating haze, The Earth s heartbeat, a silent craze. The sun s fury, a cosmic dance, A symphony of light and pain. The flares ignite, a blazing flare, A comet s tail, a fiery snare.