Abstract Sun کے بول

Abstract sun, you're the Sanskrit in my book Dominion, innocence and pride you took As a god, I drink the beauty with my eyes As a man, I do become what I despise The first time I tried, I bled and I died Out of the jar to this flamboyant star Drawn like a moth, clutching because The idol was there, I approached struck with fear Locust sun, you're the apple and the pie Appolyon, wrapped in ash and so am I And I ask, do men cry or am I wrong? Gone too far will I live to end this song? Again now I crept, I saw and I wept So near, still so far, I'm nothing at all The last time was right, I gave you my life The purpose I found and now I am gone Into the Abstract Sun