Son (Sun) - Turbowolf

Memories of all like the sun

They fall from trees, and just begun

Laughing death is so unsung

No room in hell for everyone

Sun, time

It’s come

Son

What time has come

What time has come

The summer sun is like the love

You get too close, and it burns you down

Sun, time

It’s come

Son

Son

What time has come

What time has come

What time has come

The time has come

And time has come

Time is running out

And time has come

And time is running out

And time has come

Time is running out

And time has come

Time is running out

And time has come

What time has come

Hey, hey, hey

What time has come