FUN

Sol Invictus / Wakeford 

What figures these, who stand and wait?
What dreams are dreamt, by the fates?
This web that binds us, to jerk and twist
That makes us dance, and makes us wish
How easy to lie, smile and kiss
The corpses laugh and start to jig
She cut his throat, then cut her wrists
Oh what fun we have when we exist
A wheel that's turned, a web that's spun
A plot that's hatched, and then undone
A promise broken, a curse that's kept
The clock winds down, and is then reset
Chorus
The mirror darkens, the paint does peel
The photos fade, the box is sealed
Words on stone or carved in wood
Will others stand, where we stood?
Chorus
O such pain in all our births
We victims and villains, who stalk the earth.
We plot and plunder or are slain
Then back on the wheel, roles exchanged
THE GODS LOOKED DOWN
The gods looked down, and they sighed
The gods looked down and wondered why
That like the flowers - we bloom and die
That however strong our arms - we let our hands be tied
We build great walls, but for our sins
We open up the gates and let the assassins in
And the gods looked down, and they sighed
And the gods looked down, and they cried
For the ruins that once stood tall
For we slaves who once ruled all
For a goddess who now lies still
For a civilization that's now an anthill
And the gods looked down, and they sighed
And the gods looked down, and then they died!