ŞARKI SÖZÜ
Far beyond the desert road
where everything ends up
So good the empty space, mental erase
Forgive, forgot
Heal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
I don't know what time it was
I don't wear a watch
So good to be an ant who crawls
atop a spinning rock
(beyond...)
Heal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Healing, kneeling
godless heathens
Godless heathens always waltz on the sky...
