Tekst:
Stick To Your Guns Where The Sun Never Sleeps

by the sea Lined with the scent of orange trees. This is the place that's always loved me. I wake where the sun never sleeps, In-between the mountains and where

ways for me to show you How your dogma has abandoned you Pray to your Christ, to your god Never taste of the fruit Never stray, never break Never---choke

when the shadow caster, demon master's in the near He blocked the true light from your sight And transformed your brightest days, into your darkest nights I had your