Far beyond the desert road
Where everything ends up
So good the empty space, mental erase
Forgive, forgot

Heal them, bright 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, bright fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the Sun

Heal them, bright fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the Sun
See them kneeling?
Godless heathens

Godless heathens always want from the sky…