Oh how the people have wearied the sun
Caused it to shine on the things they have done
Everyone's burning inside of their ways
Awaiting an end that will come to their days
And so many children are looking around
Trying to save what is left of the ground
But earth is no match for the hands that are small
And those who they fight will inherit it all  
Then once the transmission is made on both sides
The characteristics of youth will outshine
Like rays in the sky and beyond what is seen
Return to the sun as its luster and sheen