Sons of the sun so far from home.
We fell from the sky in a missing blaze.
Turned into bastards, bitter roots
pulled up from this harsh land.
Essence of fire getting cold
in a sea of dust.
Sons of the sun so far from home.
We fell from the sky in a missing blaze.
Blinded by darkness...
Sons of the sun, we got the eyes burnt
staring at the sunset.
Statues of salt, we got the eyes burnt
as the light is hiding
from the night.
Can you hear the calling?
Sons of the sun, looking for answers
in a world that crumbles.
Hearts made of sand, looking for partners
in a world that hates us and forced us to exile.
Fusing ’90s metalcore, ’00s vaporwave, and ’20s cybergrind, the Texans' debut showcases an unprecedented unholy trinity. Bandcamp New & Notable May 17, 2023