Weary of the Sun
I howl into the wind, my voice is in my blade
But there is no one left to hear
No man, of woman born, can take my soul away
I've long forgot the taste of fear
Come tonight, I'm weary of the sun
Baby the sky's on fire the whole world's come undone
Ring them bells, oh, ring 'em out for me
Yeah I made my bed, I'll lie in this misery
There's nowhere else to fly
They've tied me to the ground
I live among the walking dead
Did you expect me now to play the Roman fool
I have become the cursed head
Come tonight, I'm weary of the sun
Baby the sky's on fire the whole world's come undone
Ring them bells, oh, ring 'em out for me
Yeah I made my bed, I'll lie in this misery
Lay me down, down, down
Writer/s: Karl Digerness
