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Black Sun

The ash of destruction
Blow as the fires of industry burn
Can there be salvation
When Hell churns with damnation?
I live covered in soot
The fallout consuming my everything
The stomp of iron boots
Verses sting as gallows spook

Dawning of the black sun
When all is lost
Rising of the black sun
Such a heavy cost

No starlight shines here now
Beneath the choking clouds and acid rain
Where�s the one wearing crowns?
Bare the pain as children drown
Blood stains my beaten hands
I am just as guilty as our tyrant
Born as a breaking man
Curses spent across the land

Coming of the black sun
Ash on the winds
Dawning of the black sun
Here at the end

Freshly filled coffins
Will litter the ground
Corpses bleached in the sun
The baying, the feasting
Of the hounds

No one left to mourn
For the last man here
I sing my own lament
The mourning, the wailing
Are not there

The last man now alive
Is here to witness the final chapter
There�s nothing left to strive
For laughter is absent, pine
Away all that you want
I have bared witness to your own demise
In this place where I haunt
Believe lies, but you�re at fault

Dawning of the black sun
When all is lost
Rising of the black sun
Such a heavy cost

Coming of the black sun
Ash on the winds
Dawning of the black sun
Here at the end