The Sound Of Animals Fighting - Chiriacho Summit lyrics

The sun is setting, a distant hill

Pour the bottles at the horizon

The water tower bleeds from the heat

Paint the sun, guess my reaction

No retreat, not even in sleep

Days with a new direction

Take that step to the night

Beyond all that has created you

Dead, empty stares

Strike back with the hate of a young man's heart

Sing where you don't dare

I'll meet you there

We're the sunset in the end.