| Song | Black Sun |
| Artist | Dead Can Dance |
| Album | 'Le Phoenix' 25/04/1989 Mullhouse (France) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dead Can Dance | |
| Murderer, man of fire | |
| MurdererI've seen the eyes of living dead | |
| It's the same game, survival | |
| The great mass play a waiting game | |
| Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain | |
| All sense of freedom gone | |
| Black sun in a white world | |
| Like having a black son | |
| In a white world | |
| I have a son | |
| His name is | |
| EdenIt's his birthright | |
| Beyond estranged time | |
| Give me 69 years | |
| Another season in this hell | |
| It's all sex and death | |
| As far as | |
| I can tell | |
| Like Prometheus, we are bound | |
| Chained to this rock | |
| Of a brave new world | |
| Our godforsaken lot | |
| And I feel that's all | |
| We've ever needed to know' | |
| Til worlds end | |
| And the seas run cold | |
| Give me 69 years | |
| Another season in this hell | |
| There is sex and death | |
| In Mother | |
| Nature's plans | |
| Like Prometheus, we are bound | |
| Chained to this rock | |
| Of a brave new world | |
| Our godforsaken lot |
| zuo ci : Dead Can Dance | |
| Murderer, man of fire | |
| MurdererI' ve seen the eyes of living dead | |
| It' s the same game, survival | |
| The great mass play a waiting game | |
| Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain | |
| All sense of freedom gone | |
| Black sun in a white world | |
| Like having a black son | |
| In a white world | |
| I have a son | |
| His name is | |
| EdenIt' s his birthright | |
| Beyond estranged time | |
| Give me 69 years | |
| Another season in this hell | |
| It' s all sex and death | |
| As far as | |
| I can tell | |
| Like Prometheus, we are bound | |
| Chained to this rock | |
| Of a brave new world | |
| Our godforsaken lot | |
| And I feel that' s all | |
| We' ve ever needed to know' | |
| Til worlds end | |
| And the seas run cold | |
| Give me 69 years | |
| Another season in this hell | |
| There is sex and death | |
| In Mother | |
| Nature' s plans | |
| Like Prometheus, we are bound | |
| Chained to this rock | |
| Of a brave new world | |
| Our godforsaken lot |
| zuò cí : Dead Can Dance | |
| Murderer, man of fire | |
| MurdererI' ve seen the eyes of living dead | |
| It' s the same game, survival | |
| The great mass play a waiting game | |
| Embalmed, crippled, dying in fear of pain | |
| All sense of freedom gone | |
| Black sun in a white world | |
| Like having a black son | |
| In a white world | |
| I have a son | |
| His name is | |
| EdenIt' s his birthright | |
| Beyond estranged time | |
| Give me 69 years | |
| Another season in this hell | |
| It' s all sex and death | |
| As far as | |
| I can tell | |
| Like Prometheus, we are bound | |
| Chained to this rock | |
| Of a brave new world | |
| Our godforsaken lot | |
| And I feel that' s all | |
| We' ve ever needed to know' | |
| Til worlds end | |
| And the seas run cold | |
| Give me 69 years | |
| Another season in this hell | |
| There is sex and death | |
| In Mother | |
| Nature' s plans | |
| Like Prometheus, we are bound | |
| Chained to this rock | |
| Of a brave new world | |
| Our godforsaken lot |