Sons Of Day

by Wishmaster   Nov 2, 2008


When the dawn breaks
Tell me to remember
That the light always awakes
Even through the cold December

Feel the warmth of the light
Keep me alive it may
It is all in my delight
To be called the sons of day

The icy wind may blow
Bring sorrow and suffering
But as well as I know
It shall break and I shall sing

Feel the warmth of the light
Keep me alive it may
It is all in my delight
To be called the sons of day

The clouds come and rain
Down upon me
But the light shall remain
Why don't you come and see?

Feel the warmth of the light
Keep us alive it may
It is all in our delight
To be called the sons of day

The sons of day

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