To Behold the Suns Below
Well hail Caesar
Horses in the Senate
Where did the eagles fly
Back in
The German woods ?
Lost by the walking wounded
Fleeing the devils of the forest
Taken to graven idols
Down in their shrines beneath the ground
Oh to behold the suns below
A heart that used to house your love
I offer you below now
As once above
A mirror for simple souls
That tend to stray away from the day
This maggot ridden horror
To sing you of summer's decay
Oh to behold the suns below
Writer/s: Antti Litmanen / Babylon Whores / Ike Vil
