DAWN

Sol Invictus / Wakeford

A black dawn for a black day
We have dug all our graves
All we had, we have lost
Go the sun, come the frost

Kill the field and kill the corn
Kill our children before they're born
Wake the heavens and raise the scythe
As the hunt goes riding by

With the tick of the clock
But now the ticking's stopped
With the setting of the sun
Comes the beating of the drum
Everything we love has gone

Killed the forest, killed the farm
All we had, we have lost
Go the sun, come the frost

Kill the field and kill the corn
Kill our children before they're born
Wake the heavens and raise the scythe
As the Wildhunt come riding by