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House of the Dying Sun

Brother Dege

Folk Songs of the American Longhair


When the morning breaks
And the grey dawn falls
Will my old man wake up 'neath
The dying sun?
Watch the temples shake
Mansions to slums
Hear the killer sing you to sleep
As the ashes fall
They say it's written in blood
It been chipped in stone
Say the cities are going to sink beneath
Fire and flood
Well, some wear crowns of thorns
Others of golden wire
Some of them want to see you live
Others will help you die
If your faith ain't strong
House of the dying sun
There is the Astral Jehovah
Prophet and bastard heir
Just an orphan in this place
For 33 years
Come crucify the body to the powerline poles
On the boulevard tonight
Going to hang like a scarecrow
And sing
No love, no love among you desperate men
Is there no love in the house of the dying sun?
I've come to seek asylum
Mutate in the gene pool
But all I've found here
Are slaves in the earth's soil
Come crucify the body
To the powerline poles
On the boulevard tonight
Gonna hang like a scarecrow
And sing
Bomaye
Is there no love
Amongst you desperate men?
Is there no love
In the House of the Dying Sun?

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