Diablo Blvd. 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
