Music: Irma Pany/Mylène Miles
Watch out, it's here, the monster's free
Their starving jaws, they'll eat you
Watch out, watch out, he's had enough now
Speak out and shout, he's gonna get you
A billion feet, they'll be marching on
This smoke is thick, your clock is ticking
The tock or tick will alarm you
A falling crown, no gems, no stones
Engraved in gold, he's gonna get you
A billion feet, they'll be marching on
Don't wanna hear your false cries
Your white lies are king size
Don't wanna hear your false cries
No lies and no colors
Living with the black sun
Shining under rays of darkness
Living with the black sun
Dreading the fear that grows
The fear that grows
Hold back, hold back, can't you see?
How harmful all this can be
This ain't no place to call a home
This ain't no place to call a home
Don't wanna live here anymore
We'll be marching on
Think out, think out so carefully
Your choice, what is it gonna be?
Think out, think out, and tie the beast down
Stand up and walk, he's gonna get you
On your own two feet
You'll be marching on
Don't wanna hear your false cries
Your white lies are king size
Don't wanna hear your false cries
No lies and no colors
Living with the black sun
Shining under rays of darkness
Living with the black sun
Dreading the fear that grows
The fear that grows
Living with the black sun
Shining under rays of darkness
Living with the black sun
Dreading the fear that grows
The fear that grows