Album Name : Folk Songs of the American Longhair
Release Date : 2010-02-16
Song Duration : 8:12
Brother Dege House Of The Dying Sun
When the morning breaks
And the grey dawn falls
Will my old man wake up 'neath
The dying sun?
Watch the temples shake
Mansions to slums.
Hear the killer sing you to sleep
As the ashes fall.
They say it's written in blood.
It been chipped in stone.
Say the cities are going to sink beneath
Fire and flood.
Well, some wear crowns of thorns.
Others of golden wire.
Some of them want to see you live
Others will help you die.
If your faith ain't strong.
House of the dying sun.
There is the Astral Jehovah,
Prophet and bastard heir.
Just an orphan in this place
For 33 years.
Come crucify the body to the powerline poles.
On the boulevard tonight
Going to hang like a scarecrow
And sing...
No love, no love among you desperate men.
Is there no love in the house of the dying sun?
I've come to seek asylum
Mutate in the gene pool.
But all I've found here
Are slaves in the earth's soil.
Come crucify the body
To the powerline poles.
On the boulevard tonight
Gonna hang like a scarecrow
And sing...
Bomaye.
Is there no love
Amongst you desperate men?
Is there no love
In the House of the Dying Sun?
