Typical Tourist - Iron Sun

One by one, all in line
Marching forth with conviction
Made official, made to end
From our cells wait your eviction
So glow for us give us hope
The gears don't turn anymore
Understand it and let us go
To our cages made of gold

All the anger, all the cold
When home is no longer home
When your hearts start to boil
Nothing takes root in your bitter soil

All your words heard by none
After all you've said and done
And no doubt they will try to run
Chained by your Iron Sun
Who you are, what you've done
They'll sing the songs that you have sung
Or just listen to "When You Were Young"
Chained by your Iron Sun

Heads twisted, two old brothers
Hand in hand with their own shadow
A burden and a gift you are
We, my friend, never came far
Walk along without me
Where you're going you will see
Before you leave, lock the door
Of my cage made of gold

All that's left, all that remains
In the scars of these red chains
Day by day your wounds will toil
Nothing takes root in your bitter soil

All your words heard by none
After all you've said and done
And no doubt they will try to run
Chained by your Iron Sun
Who you are, what you've done
They'll sing the songs that you have sung
Or just listen to "When You Were Young"
Chained by your Iron Sun

In the end we will reach
The shores of a sunless beach
Now in place, nowhere to run
Chained by your Iron Sun
What has been, what will become
Beyond horizon the fire comes
Welcome it, it's begun
Burning of your Iron Sun

Written by:
Ismar Žalica

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