Babylon Whores - Sol Niger lyrics

Under the sea

Dead cities in the dark

Dreaming themselves to be

Alive once more

And in darkened rooms

As vaulted tombs we hear them call

As sea devours land

Towers yield to the sand

Oh shine on Black Sun upon all Carthage

As a disease on all fours risen from sea

Yea shine on Black Sun upon all Carthage

And that which never was shall always be

And I would see the world revolve

Around the crosses tips

Fleeing the sun

The vulture

Swooping down on a carrion

Laughing into the nothingness

That we flee

In mortal fear

Oh shine on Black Sun upon all Carthage

As a disease on all fours risen from sea

Yea shine on Black Sun upon all Carthage

And that which never was shall always be

And what is eternity

But a shoreless sea

One eternal day

That sees us come

And move away