Howling Giant - The Pioneer текст песни

My back is to the setting sun
This place feels like some kind of hell
My transmission’s dead
No one to hear me shout
Old gods I hope you listen well
I’m counting down
Til darkness falls
Who wears the crown?
Cast your judgment on me My sensors starting to freak out
The strongest signal that I’ve seen
Drink from the cosmic well
My mind begins to melt
My soul is trying to break free
I’m counting down
Til darkness falls
Who wears the crown?
Cast your judgment on me