I got a message from the king
A column of smoke center on the screen
Out came face that I recognized
And no disguise would have changed a thing
And the sun never shines
No the sun will never shine
No, the sun will never shine
Where I am going
I had to fight just to say a word
Had to bite my tongue so that I'd be heard
The blood went down
From my chin to my neck
Just as the king finished his dessert
And the sun never shines
No the sun will never shine
No, the sun will never shine
Where I am going
Crop of salted heads, sprouted on the gate
I pictured mine on his dinner plate
To stuff my mouth would be at last, revenge
He devours my silence like so many grapes
And the sun never shines
No the sun will never shine
No, the sun will never shine
Where I am going