Sol Invictus

Come the morning

Sol Invictus


The world and all its angels, 
Talking in my head 
The world and all its angels, 
Lay upon my bed 
The world and all its angels, 
Set table for a feast 
The world and all its angels, 
Come to toast the suckling beast 

Come the morning 
By the dawning light 
Such crimes and stories 
Behold the wondous sights 

The world and all its madmen, 
Tremple and makes signs, 
The world and all its madmen, 
In a kingdom for the blind 
The world and all its madmen, 
Scribble endless lists 
The world and all its madmen 
Phantoms in the mist 

Come the morning 
By the dawning light 
Such crimes and stories 
Behold the wondrous sights 

The world and all its people, 
Die for dollars and for dimes. 
The world and all its people 
Just seem a waste of time 
The world and all its people, 
They never learn a thing 
The world and all its people, 
Just lepers beneath the skin 

Come the morning 
By the dawning light 
Such crimes and stories 
Behold the wondrous sights