The Day of Black Sun - Jack Dalton

Hey, I am the one son of the sun Follow the beam of the light Father of the one I am the black gold of the sun I am the black gold of the sun Light, I am the daughter of the sun Shadows that light up the day Dark moon show the way I am the black gold of the sun I am the black gold of the sun I am the tall oak tree I am the jungle stream I am the morning sun Smiling on everyone I am the shining sea I am the mountain high I am a man so free (I am the black gold of the sun) Ba-ba-do-ba-do-d-ba Ba-ba-do-ba-do-d-ba Ba-ba-do-ba-do-d-ba... La-la-la-la-laaaaa La-la-la-la-laaaaa La-la-la-la-laaaaa... I am the tall oak tree I am the jungle stream I am the morning sun Smiling on everyone I am the shining sea I am the mountain high I am a man so free (I am the black gold of the sun) Ba-ba-do-ba-do-d-ba Ba-ba-do-ba-do-d-ba Ba-ba-do-ba-do-d-ba... La-la-la-la-laaaaa La-la-la-la-laaaaa La-la-la-la-laaaaa...

Uhh, uhh (Wiz, Wiz, I'ma help you re-educate the masses right now) You know where I'm from You know where I'm from You know where I'm from Uhh, growin up in that slum Tatted all on my chest just to let y'all know where I'm from Uhh, haters I don't see none Goin hard e'ry day, Lord knows I want the best for my son So I got Chuck Taylors on my feet, and I got bent smokin my chief And I got all my dogs with me, anyone starvin man they gon eat And we don't do deceit, we do real big receipts We do first class cabin seats, if you ain't gon stand for nothin have a seat Cause I'm REAL ONE, that's all day, foreign cars, that's all day Goin hard, that's all day, I'm gettin money the long way I'm a REAL ONE, that's all day, foreign cars, that's all day Goin hard, that's all day, I'm gettin money the long way I don't know much about y'all but I've been hustlin all dayyyyyyy I don't know much about y'all but I've been countin all dayyyyyyy Nah nah n n nah nah nah nah heyyyyyyyy Nah nah n n nah nah nah nah heyyyyyyyy Looks like you lettin 'em know what goin all day is all about Well, that's Mr. All Day Y'all bout to find God, make you a instant preacher They should've never let, Cena spit with Wiz Khalifa We all day fam, hotter than a sauna I'm not from Chi city, but I'm Common on The Corner W-we always hustle hard, you ballin incidental I-I'm 'bout to go on trial, murderin instrumentals I dumb it down for you, I keep it simple son I need four fingers, I'm givin you the middle one I'm tryin to tell these boys I ain't lyin Put it in they faces so they can get they cake like mine But man they keep hatin and I can't see the reason why Why when I get a plate they keep tryin to take it Put 'em in they places

Yeah, yeah Descend the synapse, chill factor sixty Microverse entered, silk-black and slipstream Dip both the headlights, mounted to the background Force field activate, operation black cloud Operation sub source, engage for handover We've set the minefield, this one we've planned sober We stand closer, fall back to vessel two Team in position, God smack the destitute Ready to transmit, grid map to the free node Construct the rhythm too, standby to decode Survey the battle field like Saito off the black top Power up the ammo yield, cloaked up on black-ops I excel the white mist, cyber brain circuits locked to pinpoint my sight fixed Braced for the kick-back Zoomed in I'm pressing in, ghost hacked the firewall Squeezed on the jet, thor hammer spawned the messiah call Black Sun Empire Test of time, night fire New dawn, new day We emerge, as they fade away Black Sun Empire Test of time, night fire New dawn, new day We emerge, as they fade away Yeah, yeah Descend the synapse, chill factor sixty Microverse entered, silk-black and slipstream Dip both the headlights, mounted to the background Force field activate, operation black cloud Operation sub source, engage for handover We've set the minefield, this one we've planned sober We stand closer, fall back to vessel two Team in position, God smack the destitute Landscape mindswept, feel the upheaval Widespreaded grievance, no sight of people Trails of mass movement, slowly diminishing As the earth burns, my back spine's a grimacing Bittersweet silhouette, promise of a new age Eclipsed by a red mist, ouroboros of blue haze All I see is carrying, souls flee the starscape Black Sun Empire, Dawn of a Dark Day Feet down in the asphault, streets clouded in ash-fall Sodom we remember as we step through the embers The absence of siren sounds deafening our senses No more pretensious, mortaring picket fences Head bowed, we tread south gathering wounded stragglers Silence is our language shattered with wounded travelers Battered by the heat swell, dust reflections free fall Future's in our hands once we resurrect the genome Black Sun Empire Test of time, night fire New dawn, new day We emerge, as they fade away Black Sun Empire Test of time, night fire New dawn, new day We emerge, as they fade away New dawn, new day We emerge, as they fade away New dawn, new day We emerge, as they fade away