Sun of Mourning

Being is a battle
Black cloud of words
Tears of fire raining down on mother earth

Anger opens the mouth
And shuts the mind
Cries of the damned the twilight of humankind

No sign of angels
The boatman?s callin?
Listen?

Mayday baby, we?re all going down
Down to where the bloodless dwell
Try some praying it might save your soul
If your god resides in hell

Bullets rip through bodies
Leaving gaping holes
The gods of war are reaping what the mortals sow
If you see the sun of mourning
In the blood red sky
Slit the throat of conscience let the well run dry

No sign of angels
The boatman?s beckoning
Follow?

Unleash the demons that you keep within
Let ?em burn, let ?em kill, let ?em lacerate
God only helps those who help themselves
Armies of dead bring the apocalypse
Let ?em burn, let ?em rape and decapitate
Ride the pale horse and spread the plague

If you see the sun of mourning
The morning star
The son of the morning star is here
He?s already there