Day Is Dawning

There's a new day dawning

There's a new day dawning

There's a new day dawning

There's a new day dawning

Day is dawning

Day is dawning

Day is dawning

Day is dawning

Day is dawning

Day is dawning

There's a new day dawning

Skulls piled high

My body breathes as crushed by an army

But I enjoy how it feels

To be hurt, beaten, broken and demolished

I may never later choose to heal because

The sun is disappearing and the dark is reappearing on top, on top

There's a pile of old bones in the corner

Entrails in jars on shelves

The shadow over land becomes a cover

It appears as neither black nor pale

The sight of sky in darkness draws an audience

The basement dwellers will go blind because

The sun is disappearing and the dark is reappearing on top, on top

The sun is disappearing and the dark is reappearing on top, on top

The work of the father of my father

To build the will to build

Has fallen blindly over all of my recordings

It is the nails driven through the steel

Of an armored army vehicle with an engine's roar

A future coffin where I soon may lie because

The sun is disappearing and the dark is reappearing on top, on top

The sun is disappearing and the dark is reappearing on top, on top

The sun is disappearing and the dark is reappearing on top, on top

On top, on top, on top, on top

The sun is disappearing and the dark is reappearing on top, on top

On top, on top, on top, on top

On top, on top, on top, on top

On top, on top, on top, on top

On top, on top, on top, on top

On top, on top, on top, on top