Sun Of The Dying When The Morning Came
When the morning came
There was no hope
There was no joy
When the morning came
The sun was white
Behind the clouds
When the morning came
There were no smiles
No caring words
Everything was lost
When the morning came
When the morning came
Everything was cold
Everything was grey
When the morning came
We were all alone
Abandoned and stray
When the morning came
Mankind left its place
In this shattered throne
The day after the end
When the morning came
The Earth is silent
Strangely peaceful
A heavy calm
After the storm
Among the grass
The winds blow gently
The last breath of a dying world
When the morning came
The ancients took
What's theirs by right
When the morning came
We embraced fear
To guide our steps
When the morning came
The air was strange
Water was sour
Everything was lost
The day after the end
When the morning came
