Texty: My Dying Bride. Like Gods Of The Sun. It Will Come.

The sun will die on us tonight
The days are gone for everyone
The holy cry
Forever night
What have we done?
Who killed the sun?
We will be on our knees
The time has come
Thy will be done
Holy men pray

Return the day
For our souls
How can we fight
This endless night
Oh, lord Jesus
Will you save us?