The Sound Of Animals Fighting - Chiriacho Summit lyrics

The sun is setting, a distant hill Pour the bottles at the horizon The water tower bleeds from the heat Paint the sun, guess my reaction No retreat, not even in sleep Days with a new direction Take that step to the night Beyond all that has created you Dead, empty stares Strike back with the hate of a young man's heart Sing where you don't dare I'll meet you there We're the sunset in the end.