Lyrics:

In separate sections, the bodies fall
The leaves are purple, the grass is red
I love your music, I love your style
The light inside you feeds through your eyes

The golden liquid that washed your face
Contains my secrets and bitter taste
I love your music, I love your throat
The light inside me feeds like a golden rope

And I, alone, see through your eyes
And I, alone, will never die
And I, alone, can taste your hand
And I, alone, am sanctified
And I, alone, can smell your hair
And I, alone, feed you the air
And I, alone, control your breath
And I, alone, feed you death
And I, alone, am not alone
And I, alone, am not alone
And I, alone, am not alone
And I, alone, am not alone
It's the sun, it's the sun
It's the sun shining

It's the sun
It's the sun, sh-sh-shining

It's the sun
It's the sun
It's the sun
It's the sun